“Do you think all werewolves eat human meat?”
“No! Not at all! Some can eat human meat, but the taste isn’t that great raw, in fact its downright awful! You have to be patient enough to rub in the correct spices, be careful of inedible parts-“
You sigh. “Human brains are not safe to eat for werewolves, so are ovaries. Brains won’t kill them, but will make them sick long enough to regret it, and ovaries are too much salt too be able to eat even two bites!”
“…How do you know all this?”
“Because I know werewolves, and judging by the length and hue of the fur…”, you say as you begin to leave, then sigh before telling the villager, “It’s just Frank. They forget village names easily, and because this village, being Sycamore Hollow, is far from their home, they were probably just going to ask you for the name of this village.”
“But what happened to the villagers that were sacrificed?!”
“Frank is a roofer, one of the best in my opinion, they’re probably trying to get materials to fix and renew the people you sacrificed’s roofs. They probably think that you won’t give them directions unless they do this. I advise that you give them directions when they come back.”
“But ‘Frank’ is a monster! How well do you know this werewolf?!”
You sigh again, “Frank is no monster. They are actually my roommate, and if they wanted to go through the trouble to eat a human, they would’ve years ago.”
“You must be joking. You have to have been living with-“
“I have been living with them for twelve years. They have been my friend since I was a kid. I’ve lived around werewolves my entire life, and a human has been eaten once.”
“Remember who ruled this area for several years? Made every one miserable? Well, after two days of preparation, that bastard was grilled. Tasted ok, but not great.”
“A small bite, but still, didn’t taste great, but only one werewolf thought it tasted pretty good. Most of the food didn’t get eaten, and was composted.” You grab the door handle. “Before I go, I think you should know that there are termites in your door. You should probably get that taken care of.”
You leave, and leave a note nearby for Frank, you really hope they’re ok. You then head home, it has been a long day and you need to get home. You have to get there before Lil Guy, you and Frank’s small basilisk with separation anxiety, breaks the door and gets out again.