Hunter smiles back a little surprised that she knows that much. He then looks at the others and shrugs then looks back at her, "Looks like you have a winning proposition my lady." He then turns and heads towards the door if the party has not objected.
Out of Character: We will need to think of a plan to catch a werewolf but we need to see who this person is in human form, perhaps he is in the same village we just left.
"So we just do not go killing random people, would you perhaps have a description of this man? And you want him dead or just dealt with and no longer a problem for you?
"If you can dispose of him without killing him, more power to you. But, I doubt he'll give you much choice. And, I can guarantee that you'll know him when you see him. But, for your benefit, he roams the swamp. When he is in human form, he is a human male, about my age, and wears the robes of a wizard. As you may know by now, that's not a popular look, so I don't think there's much of a chance for getting the wrong person."
Ardo nods and turns to leave with the group. Thinking to himself maybe he can cast a remove curse and see if this man would just leave rather than kill him outright.
In the swamp Hunter uses his knowledge to set noise traps around the forest while looking for the prints of a were wolf in any muddy patch that can be found.
Before the party heads back out into the swamp, Sephora offers them food, water, and chance to catch their breath.
Having reached an accord, Sephora explains that she can't have you going off and getting beaten by Malachie because you were feint from hunger.
Although generous, she will not be insistent should the party turn down her offer.
Searching the ground offers little clues as either the mud quickly covers over tracks or the tracks left behind are difficult to distinguish. Any attempts at setting off sound traps are also futile as small rodents or reptiles quickly set them off causing false alarms all around you.
But, as late afternoon sets in, it's not long before you hear a low growl in the underbrush around you that sets the hairs on the back of you neck tingling. Given the murky, misty, and overcast conditions, you're unable to spot the exact location of the source of the growl, but Hunter is able to pinpoint it to the general area to the degree that he could try to shoot it with his bow (At a -4 penalty), should he choose.
Drethen would have taken the food and drink offered by their gracious host.
When the growl is heard he will draw his sword and ready his shield and face the general direction it came from. He will advance a little in hopes that what ever made the growls shows them or itself.