While the nobleman did not look into the letter itself, he saw no further reason to as the debate among the company at the church steps changed direction and incarnation. He listened, then listened again, then listened some more before resting his chin about the steel that encased his hand, pondering for a moment. There was one surefire way to come to learn what was more likely, one that would not take them much time either, or likely raise too much rabble. The community here surely knew both parties, both families, and both people better than any of them, so surely it would only be reasonable or wise to start there, no?

"While you all might have your varied points, perhaps it is safest we find what the town knows first. Perhaps we consult the constable or resident head of a guild, someone who would be in the know, see what they know of the mundane folk and the nobility of the lands before we begin charging across the countryside leveling allegations of abduction and kidnapping, lest we make matters worse." Lord Beaduric noted, adding only a few moments later as he pivoted a bit at the heel of his boot, keeping the hand laid atop the hilt of his sword.

"This in mind, seeing as we must first find proof to suggest wrongdoing, where would you wish to begin?"

The small gathering he addressed frankly in an attempt to tap their resources, should they have any of course, before escalating directly to whoever was the most powerful, knowing man in town. After all it was likely he was to some extent involved in one family or the other's interests, rather than be totally impartial, and Lord Beaduric had no interest in perhaps raising an alarm. Then again, looking back to the church looming over them, the man noted only to himself the priestess, who excused herself so hastily, might know more than she wished to let on...