It was true she knew the people here well enough, but it wasn't like this was her home. Trust was hard earned, and this place was barely on that list. But she knew a woman from here, though she was currently ill and was not doing well in these parts, but from what she could tell, the village was trustworthy enough.
So she went to the place she figured would have the answers- Yannic, the peddler. He did trade with just about anyone in town, and if someone had something, he normally knew about it. She saw soft puffs of smoke coming from his hut.
"Come, I have an idea of where it might be."