The beast walked out of her lair, wearing her badly straped spikey armor. The blood flowing out of it, coming from her abdomen and her back, droped on the sand, following her tracks. She had problems to walk due to her wounds, but still, she made her way from the lair to Baldur's Gate, the fastest she could. She knew she wouldn't die from it, she had seen worst as an injury in her life, but still, she was in pain. The lone bloody figure arrived at the merchant camp, holding her wound with her right hand. She started to ask around for a girl named "John", but no one has seen a girl with such a strange name for a lass lately. The tall woman walked past the bridge, telling the guards that she had "usual buisness" when they questioned her about her wounds. She made her way to the dock district, questioning folks rudely, grabing somes by the neck if they were too curious, but no one has heard a single thing about that "John". The beast was angry, she needed to find her, but Baldur's is a big place, so she opted to let a note on the visible billboard near the elfsong tavern.
The blood from her hand stained the parchement as she put it up on the board.
Not long after, the beast left the city. She has been seen walking south, and disapeared from the roads after reaching Candlekeep.