[h2][color=0072bc]Bartolomeo Peckish, Hunter[/color][/h2] and [h2][color=f7941d]Draco Russ, Hunter[/color][/h2]
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While Bartolomeo didn't get an immediate answer about if anyone knew about witches, after a few moments at least two voices had risen to either question him about it... or offer a point that would help explain why he had asked the question he had. Deciding to answer two questions at once, Bartolomeo gestured towards the woman who was hanging rather close to the bar whom had mentioned the idea of rituals as he answered the tavern owner "[color=0072bc]See, that's what I was thinking. This wasn't just some mindless beast slaughtering everyone, this was done with some dark goal in mind. Personally, I don't know enough about these kinds of things to judge what that goal was, but I'm worried that it might have been some kind of demonic summoning. Having a demonic entity running around slaughtering villages seems like something that's above a lot of our abilities...[/color]"

Looking somewhat nervous at his own idea, the young hunter took a moment to down the rest of his glass and waited until he had swallowed before attempting to speak again. "[color=0072bc]As much as I hate to suggest this, did we actually confirm that all the residents of Goldencrest were accounted for? While some of the advice I've read about those who convert with demons is... questionable at best, the threat betrayal from within does make some sense. I mean, all it would take is some poor bugger coming across something in the woods that man wasn't meant to know about and suddenly he's got voices in his head telling him that all he needs to achieve everything he ever wanted and could dream of is to gut the local priest and nail him to a cross...[/color]"

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While much of Draco's face was covered by his mask, his eyes betrayed a degree of sorrow as he heard the grim tidings from Bobby. Reaching up to remove his hat and place it against his chest in a moment of silent respect, he didn't say anything as the tavern seemed to fill with snippets of information about what had trespassed and theories of what it could mean. Removing his hat from his chest, he placed it on the bar itself as he watched the large wolf like dog get nudged by Bobby to go find a new spot to rest at. 

"[color=f7941d]I am sorry for your loss Bobby. I'm not sure how well you knew them, but with how close they were to Seren's Folly I'm sure you knew a couple of faces from Goldencrest that will no longer be visiting. I'm more then happy to throw in my hat to find out what the hell happened, there is something I need to ask you about first.[/color]" While sympathetic, Draco still had business he came to the village to attend to of his own after all.

"[color=f7941d]Has anyone in Seren's Folly or the surrounding area encountered a chimera like beast? Some kind of creature that's made up of several creatures that shouldn't naturally exist? While it sounds like whatever happened in Goldencrest isn't a beast attack... I'm not going to rule out what brought me here as unrelated just yet...[/color]"