The man slumps his head down. "I admit it! I'm guilty of selling the loot! My parents have been living in this

The man slumps his head down. "I admit it! I'm guilty of selling the loot! My parents have been living in this backwater for a long time, hunting and housing travelers. But they got old, lost their strength, couldn't hunt any more. They didn't want to leave, no matter how much I tried to convince them. The lands here are wild, and travelers are rare. If someone goes missing, no one comes looking for them. So they decided to lure passing merchants into spending the night, only to kill them and keep their riches."