Narrow minded

"Still no luck?" A mercenary dressed in full leather armour spoke to his friend.

It was currently midnight, and these two mercenaries were supposed to be on watch duty for the next few hours while everyone slept.

However they had been searching in the forest for two weeks by now, and nothing had ever happened at night. It was the most boring job of the lot and every mercenary in their company dreaded their name being picked for night watch duty.

"Yeah, this is getting ridiculous. We've been searching for weeks and still no sign of that blasted beast." The other unlucky nightwatchman spoke.

The first mercenary listened and chipped in again, "Tell me about it. I'm starting to think it's just a ghost story cooked up by the Count to scare off adventurers. After all, anybody who's actually supposedly seen the beast hasn't lived to tell the tale."