Spencer visibly recoiled, being assaulted on both fronts by Donny and Sinthe. He raised his arms up in a defensive position or perhaps it was to gesture that he truly wanted no harm or ill omen to come about him. Whatever it was, he gave a heavy sigh of relief when Maria stepped up to explain a few things, though only to one of the group apparently.

[color=39b54a]“Now Maria dear, you know language like that will only sour the mood,”[/color] Spencer said with a wag of his finger. [color=39b54a]“But for the most part, you are right. About my reason being here that is. Anyway, to answer some questions, yes, the God Hand visit here frequently. After all, Iredele is of course the last human establishment not to be overrun with monsters.”[/color]

Though one had to wonder what truly accounted for a monster in this world. With the apathetic citizens and a seemingly warped church governing the land, it seemed like everything was an enemy to the outsiders. Spencer coughed once, twice, before looking at the group as a whole.

[color=39b54a]“Why was the woman dragged away? That’s an easy one; it’s because that was her role. Just like it’s my role in Iredele to be a simple mayor who runs things. Think of it like a job or maybe even the role you’re given for a play. Sometimes the roles last the entire act…and sometimes they don’t. But all of them are to die for, I assure you of that.”[/color]

Nervously chuckling at his own joke though it was clear no one else would be laughing with him. As soon as he noticed this, he coughed into his hand, as if suddenly self-conscious about his actions. Be it out of shame or embarrassment, he continued his exposition.

[color=39b54a]“The God Hand usually picks female sacrifices. Don’t know why, and frankly I’m better off not knowing. As for the garbled Latin, it’s more of a final farewell before Death really. Or it can be a curse to spite your murderers. ‘May the Absolute grace you’, or something like that. Look, if you’re just here to ask questions that’s fine. But you’re Hunters, right? Shouldn’t you be out doing some, I dunno, actual hunting? Hmm? Tell you what, I’ll offer you a free job for payment, you and your, er, new hunting friends. The whole lot of you. According to some witnesses, there’s been a large gathering of…something at the Paraanon Ravine just east of here. Settle that problem for me and maybe I’ll overlook you ruining another one of our rituals. Settled?”[/color]

Without bothering to check if they had agreed or not, Iredele’s mayor tipped his hat and promptly slunk back to the shadow he had crawled out from. The citizens watching the events unfold didn’t so much as bat an eye at the conversation; instead they continued to shuffle along aimlessly in the street. If the Hunters bothered to check, the woman’s corpse in the well would be missing, a most peculiar sight.

The mysteries of this world had yet to be revealed, far from it. But at the very most, a short period of peace fell over Iredele. For now. Whatever the Hunters decided to do next was entirely up to them.
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