The second victim, was found in the worst possible place. A small hut, with small garden beside it... far outside the village. Five days ago, everyone considered the woman living here to be crazy, now she is a saint. She is all that stands between the village and the wolves.
But now, that gate is open. Her blood covers the inside of the hut. There is no body to be found. The wolves knew she was the enemy.
Sway was the seer.
A knight, searching the hut finds a small scrap of lambskin. On the front, written in the hand of the woman, is page one of Summa Theologica. On the back, written in a fast, almost unreadable script are these words...
I don't have much time. The wolves are coming for me. I don't know why. I pray they don't find this note. I don't have anymore names for you, I wish I did. I can tell you this. There are three wolves left... and one more possible wolf. The last has not been set by the Weaver yet. Good luck my village.
The last words of Sway, may they hold the town in good stead. The Baron openly weeps at their loss. He bids farewell to his people, promising a return before nightfall. This night, he promises, he will stay with his people.
