David
Given that the young ranger was only tagging along to assist, she didn't have too terribly much to offer in conversation. After all, the issue at hand was between vigilante and the prince. Not to mention this was the first interesting thing to happen to her since her encounter with that black wolf shapeshifter so many moons ago. Roesia had a yearning for some form of relationship with another, but not in the way it may sound. Her only friends were Angus and Hera, but even one of them was only around because a familiar is forced to do so. The half-elf wished for friends, best friends, even just a hunting partner. Anything to drag her mind out of the dark place it had been in for so long. Roesia found herself idly stroking Angus's man, her fingers tangled gently in the black strands before he heard Astalios speak directly to her once more. Lifting her head to peer over at him, she smiled.

"I promise its no trouble." A faint chuckle left her lips as he mentioned shooting another animal simultaneously but she shook her head. "A quail is plenty enough for me, so no worries about that. Though, there's something neither of you two seemed to have thought about; why not get one of the royal mages or what have you to perform a truth spell? There's bound to be some sort of truth spell out there that won't harm anyone involved right?" Truth be told, Roesia knew very little about magic. She new a handful of spells but they mainly extremely novice enchantment spells, such as gaining the trust of an animal or being able to speak with them. She supposed one day she could hone that skill, but Roesia was more than content with her bow and arrows to live out her life.

"I've never personally seen or heard of such a thing, but magic as I understand it has unlimited capabilities, right?"

Roesia peered over to Richard, her question not pointed at him, but more so an attempt to include him in her thoughts of ways they could find out the truth of the situation. Magic was never a one and done, however. Each spell came with a some sort of price, even if that price was exhausting the spell caster. Others came with sacrifices or items needed to even begin t perform the spell. At least this is what Roesia learned as a child in her parents manor back in Hyburn so many years ago.
Adam
*He stopped dead in his tracks as she mentioned a truth spell. No, that would never be safe, never. Not as long as the truth of his heritage would mark him as a target. If the wrong people learned about that... It would be the village all over again. Even the prince himself couldn't protect him against that.*

"I will never accept a truth spell. I understand the logic behind it, but there are things I know that if they came to light, even the prince here couldn't protect me. If you doubt my word once we reach the village, that is fine. I'll continue on my way. But what you will see there is all the evidence you will need to know, even if the culprit is unknown, that this massacre did occur. *His anger and pain was clear as he spoke. He would continue on his way without a word.*
Lupe
"...I must admit, my own magic is not quite... Useful in that regard. I cannot affect anything other than metal, and even then, it's not as the usual spellcasters do. Something about it... I was born to it, I did not learn it. It moves and changes as I wish it to, and I have very little in the way of actual spells. I can transmute it at certain times, but unless the subject is metal, or he was a bronze sculpture, it is very unlikely I can make subjects do anything at all. Even then, I could not make a statue say truth - it's divination magic, which I cannot perform." *He sighed, acknowledging his slip of the mind.* 

"And with his unwillingness to even appear at court, which... Is as of now slowly breaking down..." *He acknowledged the small concessions that Richard had made.* "I couldn't get him still long enough for the ritual to be cast anyhow. There is much procedure involved in the court, but something tells me he is not one for the careful rule of law. He distrusts much of it, I suppose." 

*There was some merit in trying to get this man to concede - if he accepted that the law had brought justice to his parents, then perhaps his outlook on life would start to change. Regardless of who he was, people always appreciated their own vindication in the face of a world that scorned them.*

*Prince Astalios kept riding forward, keeping pace with Roesia. She was a quite interesting woman - someone who knew about the mages of the court, though that was probably something everyone knew. It was a good solution. Perhaps he would use a few truthsayers in his own investigations...*