Lewin: I shall proceed directly to the matter at hand. Though still unsubstantiated, ill rumors bestir amongst the townspeople of late. Rumors that tell of a shadow-clad knight who rides in the Shroud. Under normal circumstances, I would pay such idle ghost stories little heed. This time, however, we have reason to suspect...
...But we have naught to gain by rushing to judgment. I would have you go to the streets, Griever. Speak with the people, and hear their words with your own ears.
Chansteloup: The ghost knight? Aye, I saw him. Clad from head to toe in armor that seemed forged from shadow itself, galloping through the Shroud atop his hells-born steed. Mark my words─the trees themselves were quivering in fear that night. I've not slept a wink since I returned.
Honoraint: Aye, saw him clear as day─or clear as night, ye might say─with me own two eyes. More fearsome than the rider was his ghastly steed─I know not where ye've traveled, but I can assure you ye've not seen more frightenin' a beast. One thing I can tell ye, friend─that was no specter or shadow. Nay, he was as solid as you or me.
Tatasosa: Eeeyaaah! D-Don't sneak up on me like that, friend! Forgive me─ever since espying a glimpse of that ghastly horseman, my heart won't stop racing. I knew the elementals would punish us sooner or later for daring to disobey their will. This is surely a sign of sinister happenings to come.
Aedan: Yes, I saw the black knight─after which I promptly fled for my dear life. Should you end up in my position, you'd be wise to do the same. I have my pride, but I am not fool enough to cast my life away. Besides, one look was enough to know─this is a manifestation of pure evil. Were he to turn that massive sword against Gridania, all of our lances as one could not hope to stand in his way.
Lewin: A knight clad in shadow-forged armor. A mammoth sword and hells-born steed. It is clear now─our worst forebodings have proven most unfortunately prescient.