When The Constable was summoned to the house of Lady Baltard he thougth the worst, he was expecting to find a badly shattered body or a beheaded one like the two previous bodies he had found in the woods, but this proved to be a completely different business, as The Constable examinated the swelling around the bite, Petty Officer Olson was taking notes of the whole story.

Olson was a tall slim young man with a surprisingly white skin he had been scribbling every small detail of what had happen but still he was pacing around and reviewing his notes like trying to understand something; He wasn't surprised that a monster had attacked this lass, things like this oftenly happen in Darkensheth but something was missing.

"Miss" said Olson refering to Helen "I understand your religiousity but wasn't it a bit late hour to be in the graveyard?, what time do the gravekeeper, -who I still haven't met- closes the graveyard?".

The Constable hurried himself to shut Olsen in the most polite way "Officer Olsen I honestly doubt these ladies are involved in...that other case", a serial killer was scary enough people in Darkensheth didn't need to know that somebody had been stealing bodyparts from the shallowgraves with unidentifyed commoners had been buried, The Constable didn't want to create panic and/or looking like an incompetent lawman.

"I asure you all that we will catch and eliminate whatever perpetrated this heinous attack, and of course we are on the track of the assassin and fratricide Jeb O'Flannigan who is currently hidding in the woods but why of course he would eventually come out himself" at this point he cleared his throat "What worries me at this precise moment is this young lady's health, had somebody called Dr. Egilsson?".