<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/A099c61e24428cfee4fee43167068f37.jpg)</div>The innkeeper, seeing danger seemed immediatey past, secured the stable and then hurried back inside. Imriel let the others re-enter first, keeping his attention focused on the courtyard as he made his way back in, closing the door behind him. "I'm thinking that if you know aught of this, then it would be time to be saying so." he instructed the innkeeper, who flushed slightly, wiping his hands on the cloth tucked at his belt.<br/><br/>Imriel led the man back to the table where he had sat, drawing another up and gesturing to those who had chosen to become involved to seat themselves, before laying a hand on the innkeeper's shoulder. "If there is trouble, it will be dealt with, I give you my word. But we need to know what we are dealing with."<br/><br/>The man licked his lips to moisten then, and then nodded jerkily. "We ... we weren't really sure there was something. Not certain I mean." he began. "Pierre, one of the foresters, he said he found tracks and a deer kill two moons ago. Tracks like a dog, but bigger, and, well, strange. He said he was going to try and track down whatever made them, but no one has seen him since. We didn't know what happened. There are always stories about the woods, but no one wants to say there is any danger near them, merchants might look for other paths, and there were already stories about bandits to the south."<br/><br/>He paused, looking around at the group before continuing. "The village to the south, Binio, a few people there have said about finding tracks, and livestock taken, but never a person. Not that they've said, anyway." he added. "That's as much as I can tell you."