Serk gets some cover as well, as do Taden and Kadan. However, Betsy doesn't budge much from the path, even as Lok-Nar pulls.
"Oh it'll be worth it," continues one of the voices. "Better than yet more elvish waybread won't it be? Dry as parchment, the stuff..."
The voices crest the hill and you in front of you a group of halflings. There's one of them seated on a pony wearing a suit of armor, another four on pony as well wielding spears, on foot one of them carrying a mandolin who is apparently talking, a girl with pigtails listening to him also on foot, carrying a bow, and finally, on foot as well, another hooded halfling with an owl sitting on his shoulder.
They see Betsy being tugged by Lok-Nar while Miki's arms are around the neck of the cow on the path. They fall absolutely silent in astonishment.
They are about 40' away presently.