“I’m tellin’ you!” one bluerider barks at another as he drunkenly stumbles past. These two have clearly just finished having some ale in the dining hall. “I saw someone runnin’ away from D’ren’s hut that night! Right before Ronarth started going nuts! Looked like they got caught in the window for a moment…”
The other man looks less convinced. “Oh yeah? What did he look like?”
“I don’t know! It was dark!” the bluerider snapped. “I’m not even sure it was a ‘he’! They were really quick, but I thought I saw long hair…” He hiccups, and the other man just shakes his head and helps him walk