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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 3350938" data-attributes="member: 36973">[Sense Motive check: The old man seems genuinely crotchety. The girl does not appear to be hiding anything.][Diplomacy: Take 10=20]The two farmers listen as Ashlyn relates her tale. The old man face glowers even more, while a look of shock comes over the girl's. "Say it cannot be! Has not Father Danovich's prayer's keep the town safe?"At Ashlyn's request, the young woman thinks for a moment before replying. "There are the wolve's, large beasts with a cursed intelligence. Without Bors, Piotr, and Tomasz, we would be in town now. They roam the road and the forests, though more often at night. Ware the Visanti, those colorfully dressed scoundrels. They will not attack you, but they are thieves and baby snatchers! And, in the dark corners of this land walk things that should be dead. More vile than those that you say are in town. It is our curse."As she lapses into silence, the old man blurts out, "And there be that crazy man that fights them! Some kind of knight, he says. Well, he still be alive, if that count for anything. But he's got to be mad!" The girl gives an apologetic smile and shrugs, not adding anything else to the story.The old man looks as if he's going to say something else, but the girl puts her hand on his shoulder. He grimaces, looks north a moment, then spits on the ground and returns to the chickens.</blockquote>