Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"I recall faintly some old folk tales." Her face twisted thoughtfully, as if trying to scour her memory for any details that may be available through the old stacks of her history. However, from her time spent fighting creatures of evil, and even her own delving into the Dark arts, she'd never sincerely witnessed something quite so horrid. In fact, considering the positions she'd been in over the years, Aspel had come to think it was truly a matter of legend. However, as Rictor continued on, explaining and rattling off about the beast, and recanting his own run in with it, she felt her blood run a bit cold.
"I see." A seriousness returned to her features for a moment considering the news he had provided. If only they had known this before, perhaps she could have more intelligently mobilized the guild to stop such a threat prior. Though, there was no need to get lost in 'what if's' now. It'd be hard to resist the pensiveness that fell across her features once again.
"What else do you know about it?" If she could gain a more cohesive idea of what was before them, then she could best prepare everyone for it.