"Quick, no time to explain! Run!"
The yelled command is all the warning Bebe gets before a very tall and very fast woman is grasping them by the arm and dragging them along at a break-neck pace; racing through the woods of Eversong.
As they're pulled along, Bebe can hear city guards hollering behind them - at least for a few minutes. Once the woman drags them past Fairbreeze, the voices fade away.
They don't run much longer after that. Bebe skids to a stop, tearing up grass with their boots and doubling over to pant. Walking in 100 pounds of armor was one thing, sprinting in it was another.
The poor Paladin's "kidnapper" seems to not be sharing any of their problems, promptly bursting into amused laughter, hands on her hips and a grin on her lips.
Shooting her one last spiteful glare, Bebe give supt he notion of standing and drops down to lay int he grass, waiting to catch their breath.
"Why do these things always happen to me," they mutter, patting around their belt for a flask. "I must have pissed someone off - royally."
