Margaret
*Rodric seemed grateful for the conversation, and even more so at having what he already thought of as a friend of sorts, or at least someone willing to hear him out. Then again, it might be just because Xal-Ei was a lycanthrope himself, but he also wasn't frightened by his size. Whatever the reasons for the Argonian hearing him out, they were genuine, and so Rodric continued to entertain the conversation, both to sate the Argonian's curiosity and to relieve his own loneliness.*

"I'll make sure to remember you for your simple act of kindness, Xal-Ei. While staying alive is not too hard these days, I can't say the same for socializing. Never been the best at convincing people to calm down and listen to me. It's hard to deal with those bandits and Forsworn, but dealing with those 'Silver Hand' fellows is even worse. Years ago they were much more of an issue, constantly going after me, but that stopped pretty quickly. They try their luck again every once in a while, though- they don't succeed, but the scars left by those damned silver swords of theirs still hurt a bit."
Elizabeth
"Never a big fan of silver, far too fancy for me, that and the burning. Silver Hand have given me issues before, every once in a while when I decide to enter my beast form they show up, though they, for some reason, underestimate how well I travel through the swamps, luring them in is always far too easy. The Vigilants of Stendarr also give me issues, sometimes. They're more annoying than the Silver Hand, because they lack training and resolve."
Margaret
"Ah... The Vigilants of Stendarr. The way I see it, they have a bit of heart to help people, but they're extremely reckless and unprepared. I actually don't encounter them very often, most likely just pure chance that I haven't seen more than one or two on occasion. They already have their hands full trying to deal with Daedra worshippers, so making moves at lycanthropes and vampires and such is a horrible idea, made all the worse by their lack of skill. I've met individual werewolf hunters more coordinated and knowledgeable than every one of those guys- you know, professionals at what they do, the folks smart enough to not charge head-on into a deathtrap." 

*Rodric sighed, thinking on the Vigilants. Their situation almost made him feel depressed, a situation he knew well enough about to understand it: people, especially youth, wanting to do good in the world, but not having the experience or skill to know how to do it properly. He tried to imagine that maybe they'd learn, just maybe see sense for a moment and realize how dangerous their work really was, and how unprepared they were for a full on war with what they saw as unnatural monsters that preyed on men. But he had a bad feeling about it, a feeling that they wouldn't. Even someone as hardy and optimistic as Rodric still felt pessimism slip into his mind from time to time.*

"The Vigilants are going to get themselves badly hurt or killed for their recklessness one day, mark my words. Even if they are trying to do some good for folks, they're no more likely to hear me out than the Silver Hand."
Elizabeth
"Rumor has it they already got hit hard, group of vampires burned down the Vigil. Very few Vigilants got out alive." He frowns, "That's a lot of death. And for barely anything. For what they are I have respect for them, from what I heard they came to be as a response to the Oblivion Crisis. I wasn't alive for it but that was a mess, so I get where they're coming from, but I can't help but think they're efforts are misguided, you know? That and they could definitely gain from more training. Even I know not to take on a werewolf alone without some kind of trick."
Margaret
"Then it seems the day already came to pass, and now those who survive learn just how much they underestimated their targets. Noble goals squandered by foolishness... It's disheartening to think about. So many people dead for something that could have been avoided if they took the time to stop and ask themselves what they're fighting. If there's any good to come out of the situation, the Vigilants still alive will start being cautious. There's a saying my old man told me about once: "The best techniques are passed on by the survivors." Some Redguard warrior said it a long time ago, but it still holds strong today. If there's hope left, the surviving Vigilants will learn. That's the only good that can come out of that attack."