"Ah, so the rumors are narrowed down. Truth we in Cupid's WIng heard all sorts of wild stories. That Harkson was hung by a chain he kept on one of his own sluagh, that you called on the glamour of all he'd wronged and used it to set your blade a flame and stab him with it, that a troll pointed up at ye and yelled 'Behold the land's rightful leader, give her hearts, and she will surely down him' and so on"