Over three dozen farmsteads dot the fields and vales southeast of Sandpoint, the furthest being some six miles from town. Farms to the east and north have heard stories of the trouble to the south, but it’s not until you all move south of Ashen Rise and approach Soggy River that the rumors turn into firsthand accounts.
The news of walking scarecrows seems to have spreads quickly through the farmlands, as you cross south of the Ashen rise you pass various farms on the way. You find the normally friendly locals unwilling to chat much with visitors. Some dismiss you with a gruff wave, or make a point of walking inside. One or two stop to share a quick word, but their nervous eyes, constantly scanning the horizon, suggests just how frayed their nerves are.
Farmer Grump stops at one farm in particular, asking you to hold back. He speaks through a crack in the door, before coming over and ushering you forward.
"Farmer Woldrack here will provide you with a quick meal. I will join you for a bit, but soon I need to head home." his eyes dart up to the sky. It is still light, but the day has only a few hours left in it. "Before it gets dark! he finishes, as if you didn't realise.
Farmer Woldrack ushers you in. A middle aged man, heavily scarred, with peppered hair and sad eyes. His wife, a younger woman, pretty in her simplicity, smiles warmly. Two small children play at her feet.
There is a simple table, and the farmer ushers you towards it.
OOC: Please feel free to ask questions of the farmer. He lives quite near the scene of the murders. Then we take things forward after that.