<Response Mysthyr?>
"Then I see three possible points of attack," smiles the elf, moving a cup, a flagon and a mug to represent each on the table. "First is our esteemed man from Grenadel, which may or me not be motive force, or perhaps simply trigger? Then comes old man Corl, with friendly fowls flayed on fiendish fiend's altar (or so thinks Master Jorgen). Finally, the missing lady Anne, of fair face and sudden temper..." A sudden idea: "Too there is the general store itself, where auras or effulgence may linger, to be revealed to the trained eye!" A dot of mead on the table next to the Man-From-Grenadel cup to represent such. "I rather think we should begin there early on the morrow, then call on lady Anne's friend, then move on to the Corl farm on the outskirts of town... Agreed?"
It should fill in the day nicely.