Riff speaks up as well, still keeping himself between his uncle and Gkirkhan "Sheriff, please. I don't understand any of this. He must have gone mad. These folks have been rather restrained, in spite of my uncle's provocation. Lock him up until we can figure this out. Under the circumstances, I will even ask that you keep me from standing guard, just so no one can say I'm aiding him."
He looks at Gkirkhan. "Yes, he's my uncle, my mother's brother. He's been -odd- for years, esecially after he returned from a stint in the Tamrivena militia. Let us deal with him. *I* will stand responsible for his actions concerning your group. However, I can tell you" here he looks at Que " that he had no hand in the death of Professor Lorrimor. The night he died was the anniversary of the fire at Harrowstone. Our family held a vigil for my grandfather, my dad's father, who died there. We were at the church all night. Father and the acolytes can confirm it."
