His face goes from cautious to excited to cautious again in a couple of seconds.
"I'll tell, but... are you sure you can manage it? You are not the first one to ask about it. The other one never came back."
"Anyway... I saw it twice. The first time was just a few days after Christmas, maybe two miles south from here. I was returning home after visiting my father in Buezherach (OOC: modern day Büsserach). Twice your size. It was dragging... something. I was too far, but I swear it looked... human. It went towards the mountains."
The man gets pale just from remembering.
"There were a few missing sheeps over the next days. People were afraid of wolves, but I don't think no wolf did it, not after that."
"With the weather getting warmer I thought everything had passed, but then I saw it again in the beginning of the month. It was at dusk. Not far from ere I first saw it, east of where a fir was struck by lightning in the road. Maybe the light was playing tricks at me, but I could swear ir became larger over the winter."
"Since then I haven't visited my old Pa no more. Some people here think I was drunk. They would also drink if they saw a giant dragging a man as you would drag a rabbit!"