[center][h3]Rorenville - Abandoned Lumbermill[/h3][/center]
[@rawkhawk64]

By the time Rik'shath had returned to Afira with his finders, the fingers of one of her greaves were smeared with blood, it appears she had also decided to move the body around a bit, as well as some of the scrapped clothing were removed too. As she listened to the Sheikah, she too was at a loss... Though, not entirely for the same reason, rather, she pointed to some of edges of flesh where the torso was once whole, and ran her fingers along them.

[color=fff79a]"I have... Seen wolves bite flesh clean from people before and... These, look like teeth marks, not from a wolf, but..."[/color], she began. The teeth marks she was referring to were only obvious when pointed out, jagged and sharp, like a row of knives had sliced right through in uniform fashion. [color=fff79a]"I don't know... The marks are not familiar"[/color], she could not glean much more from that, but Rik'shath's note on the tracks was promising. She stood up, pulling out a small white cloth to clean her fingers as she continued to speak.

[color=fff79a]"Those tracks, follow them. I will be close behind",[/color] she ordered, ready to follow him. It wasn't unusual for Sheikah to be trackers and while this was not explicitly his job in the unit, it was a familiar role he was placed into.

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[center][h3]Rorenville - The Rills House[/h3][/center]
[@ChozoHunter][@Jerkchicken]

When the poor lady had finally calmed down, she introduced herself and answered their questions, tears being wiped from her eyes with her son holding her shoulders to help keep her calm. [i][color=7bcdc8]"O-of course, I am Eila, forgive my... Outburst"[/color][/i], she took a brief pause to breathe. [i][color=7bcdc8]"No one works at that mill, not since it's been abandoned some many years ago but some folk used to go there to cut any wood the village might need, and no more. My dear Eidan was one of the ones who would be asked such of. Last I saw him was... Was..."[/color][/i], she took a moment to cradle her face, before bringing her gaze back up. [color=7bcdc8][i]"I-it was... Maybe a week back, or two... I don't know anymore. He was also an agreeable man, no one in this village had hated him but..."[/i][/color], she took yet another breath, looking down in contemplation.

[color=7bcdc8][i]"There was... Another man, many moons back, maybe seven or eight. His name was Toltan, and before Eidan had passed, he mentioned that man in passing, said he needed to get more firewood, and then I... Never heard from him again"[/i][/color], there was a moment, where it seemed she might have it all together but... The howling continued. Well, this was decent information it seemed.

[color=82ca9d][i]"A-about Toltan, was a beggar of sorts 'e was, lef' this small village all bitter like... dunno for whot, but I 'ear the village chief's lass talked to the man a lot"[/i][/color], if there was anymore they could ask about here it wouldn't be immediately apparent. The young man and his mother stood there with him consoling her as the two awaited perhaps further questions.