[Zulf... has needed a good while after his, Soren, and Guzma's own little discovery. Still, after he's caught his breath and steadied his nerves, it's just in time for the HUD to update. Without really any other choice... Here he is, carrying a pitchfork in one hand and a bucket with a rope and an eyeball in it. Gingerly, he rests them against his podium, and tries very very hard not to look into the bucket.]
...I suppose there's no point in staying quiet. I believe someone tried to use the well to dispose of evidence.
There was blood on the well handle and the rope attached to it. Inside of the well, I found this pitchfork. There was also a rope separate from the well's own. I don't know why or how, but there's blood on both ends of it.
[A pause, before he takes in a deep breath and does his best not to look sick.]
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...I suppose there's no point in staying quiet. I believe someone tried to use the well to dispose of evidence.
There was blood on the well handle and the rope attached to it. Inside of the well, I found this pitchfork. There was also a rope separate from the well's own. I don't know why or how, but there's blood on both ends of it.
[A pause, before he takes in a deep breath and does his best not to look sick.]
There.... was also an eyeball in there.