A small cadre of hunters in the Chocobo Forest had caught an unbeliever with knife in hand ready to slit the throats of the hatchlings being groomed for divine service. When she fled through the trees, they gave chase and kept her deposed until the knights arrived to serve the Fury─by hanging the witch from the bough of a caelumtree. The hunters are looking hungrily for a reward, to which I would commission you thus for boots a might nicer than the pieces of fetid old leather hanging from their ankles.