Alyx was busy going over the posting log. She had a hunch that the "LT" who put up the wanted poster wasn't quite who she seemed, and she was just about to discover who the guilty culprit was, when someone dressed as a Viking (yes, it wasn't the most discreet disguise) grabbed her largest paddle and ran off with it.

"What the--?!" She left off on her sleuthing and went in hot pursuit. Though the brat was quite a bit younger, the leather and armor slowed the miscreant down, and after a few yards Alyx was able to tackle her.

She pinned her down and reached up to remove the horned helmet. "ASH!" she growled. "Now why am I not surprised?"