Before Bubbles makes for her home, Father Alton gestures for her to stop, shaking his head slowly he nods back towards Wellsly, speaking quietly to her, "patience my child."
With the Father's acknowledgement Wellsly smiles and pats Ringly on the back, "indeed my boy, however you missed a few important details," he gestures towards the boar, "this creature was birthed just like any other natural boar from what I can tell, and it is definately a native of this plane, despite the fiendish markings it bears. All that aside, such talk of a true devil scheming in the western woods is farfetched at the least. What seems most plausible, at least in reference to Aevarius Str'en's works and what I've seen with this one specimen, is that some natural source, most commonly a small body of water, has been infected by some infernal source and natural creatures exposed to it for a sufficient length of time are likewise infected." He pushes his glasses back up his nose pausing in his monologue for a moment, "the way you handled this, was quite extraordinary."
As he concludes, Father Alton is nodding slowly, "yes, Wellsly is correct. You did well coping with what turned out to be something much more than you expected. Wellsly has already told me what you just learned and I believe with a little more preparation you should be capable enough to handle at the very least seeking out the source of this poor creatures taint." He gestures towards Mero with his free hand, "Mero will see to it that you are more adequately equipped with what he can offer from the militia's stores. Now, I'm can't force you to go, but as young Alton has said, Clara and Coyo are out of town and there are none of us here without daily responsibilities to the town. It is your choice." He sinks his weight back onto the staff and turns away, "tomorrow, I hope that you will all be here ready in the morning. I am weary, Mero..." The last few words seem to convey the shift in responsibility as the old priest makes his way back towards the house.
Turning your attention to Mero, he looks expectantly at the six of you, waiting for a barrage of questions.