Myrddin gathers up the dice and the heavy books from the table and returns them to his pack. He stands up, and walks over to the villagers.

Yes, Danovich must die for the evil he has wrought in this place. I am a stranger to this land, but I have a stake in this matter. Danovich killed my cousin Leeroy, one of your own, and in honor of his memory I will[ see this business through to its end. What we have right now is conjecture, only Danovich has the knowledge we need to figure out what has happened in this place. Danovich has turned to the Despoiler, Nerull. If this is part of some larger scheme of the God of Death, all of us are still in danger. I beg you, please let us have at him first.

Myrddin looks Arik straight in the eyes

You have my word that I will not cheat you of your revenge. If you wish, would you accompany us when we interrogate Danovich?

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