"I've heard a bit. But... come into the back room, I'd rather not gab with so many ears about," she says, looking guarded. She'll guide the interested parties to a back room, and close the door behind her. Several leather chaises and a large table with chairs fill the room, along with a fireplace on one wall, currently cold.*
"Yes, I've heard some tales from some of the servants of those that come here. They say those that have died were plucked from their herds from above and carried off. I don't know anything that can do that but a vuldrog, but I've never actually seen one or any physical evidence of one. The bodies... haven't been found, though they've found blood aplenty. I know the general area of where many disappeared, but not much beyond that," she says in a low voice.