The village chief seemed to be drawn in just out of curiosity, greeted him briefly, and then left.
Lann clipped a bit off the edge of a Temerian Oren Coin as payment for the accommodation.
However, as Lann watched the village chief walk away in his thick-bottomed black priest's wooden clogs, his gaze lingered on the old man before he turned back around.
The Demon Hunter sniffed the air, confirming he hadn't mistaken the scent earlier.
There was a scent of blood on the village chief's hands.
It was the kind of blood scent that accumulates over years of slaughtering, similar to a butcher's.
But the blood didn't seem to be human; it was likely from animals like cows or horses, maybe even monkeys or wild boars?
Isn't this village supposed to be a way station for handling large livestock?
Could it be... also managing slaughter?
Even if so, the village chief, who doubles as a priest, shouldn't personally involve himself in such tasks.
