You all suddenly hear a voice from the door : "Well, hello! I stopped by the Rusty Tavern, and they said you'd gone to the graveyard, and I had a look around, but I've finally found you!" It's Aldern Foxglove, the noble whose life you saved yesterday.
"Did you forget about our boar hunt? I'm ready to go when you are!"
Velrek whispers "Were we going on a hunt?"
He smiles and greets Aldren and then says, "Actually, do you know anything about a man named, uh. What was his name?"
"Ezakien Tobyn," Jzero supplies.
"Will the boar meat be given to people in the city who need food?" he asks Aldren.
Evesk listens to the conversation and before replying he waits to see if this nobleman knows anything about Ezakien.
"Oh, sorry, I was getting ahead of myself. I was going to ask you to the boar hunt when we met for lunch, then when you weren't there, I went looking for you, and so here we are...
That name sounds vaguely familiar...did he live here in Sandpoint many years ago, maybe?
To Jzero's question he looks startled for an instant then says "Um, yes, sure, I could. But one boar will only feed about 15 people, maybe. And there's nothing so tasty as eating something you've hunted down yourself."
"Ah. Well, we got sidetracked. The Sheriff asked us to help with a little graveyard problem."
Evesk adds to Velrek's last comment with emphasis on the word grave, "And it appears it may have become a grave problem indeed."