"Dorsy, huh? That's the one to listen to, hah! That rascal would have some tales to tell, no doubt... he was h

"Dorsy, huh? That's the one to listen to, hah! That rascal would have some tales to tell, no doubt... he was her fiancé, you see. Rich, handsome... he was courting her, and then all a-sudden she changed her mind about being wed." The old man sighs and gives a faint shrug. "My Nyta went for a walk in the woods and found a new love there — one of the fey! Naturally, drove Dorsy into a rage, screaming the fey had charmed her away... but think a moment." He turns to you, eyebrows raised. "What man can compare with the beauty of the fey? Nyta left Dorsy of her own free will!"