[X] Plan: Press the Attack
-[X] "I admit, this was not necessarily enough to warrant much suspicion, after all, the quarrel between our houses has been silent for some time, and I would not completely put out the possibility of another manipulating us. And yet, defending this very Scorn-Pole was a Troll! When my fellows and I undid the spell on the Pole, we laid a trap for the Troll. When it was injured, I tricked it into thinking it had been betrayed whomever set up the Scorn-Pole. It spoke then of one 'Drysalt' putting him in contact with another who sold the hill to him--on the condition that he protect the Pole, and proceeded to turn away, vengeance in his heart. Seeking an opportunity to track down the curse-maker, I followed it, wishing to get to the bottom of this deed most foul, and who does it confront? But Horra Hasvison, his son in tow. It let out an accusation, of being cheated, and was promptly struck down with an iron dagger infused with the power of the Sun, its remains worn away by Horra's son, also named as Hasvir."
-[X] "Now, admittedly, the Drysalt question is still up in the air, so I continued digging in the aftermath of this, this is likely when my Fylgja was noticed. I certainly have no idea how that somehow became thievery, as I've not taken a thing from your property, but given how as far as I know, you set up a forbidden curse pole and set a Troll to guard it, I had no reason to expect you to welcome me with open arms, and I had every reason to be trying to protect my family from such magic."
-[X] Contingency: If Hasvir does that squirrelly thing again where he tries to swear without actually giving his name, press him on that, it's a weird thing to focus on, and you know Horra's a fleshcrafter. You wouldn't rule out that this is a body-double.