“I did this?” You angrily reply.
“What moon were you born on old man? I have no idea where I am, who you are or what happened here. How would it make ANY sense that I killed any of these people?”
You pace around while looking at the old man who but glares at you.
“I never said you killed them, I just said you were the cause.” Maldred takes another sharp intake of his pipe and let’s out a cloud of smoke.
“Now come along, we’re late … As usual.”