Swamped

You decide to cut to the chase.

"You're not our only prisoner. We've got one who said she'd kill the Rider of the Swamp. Why?"

Marshall looks surprised. Jebediah seems strangely calm about it, though.

"All I can tell you is that the Rider has been recognized by Reth," the prisoner says. "As such, our order is bound, by our oath to our Goddess, to aid him should he ever ask."

"Wait. Recognized by a goddess? What does that mean, exactly?"

"It means he did a great deed in her eyes. I'm not high enough in the ranks to know exactly what."

You muse on this.

"Doesn't really answer my question, but it gives me some idea. This prisoner seemed to worship a dead god, though I couldn't get a lot of details out of her on that. So... her dead god is mad about whatever favor Rider did for your goddess?"

"A dead god," the prisoner repeats. "So that nonsense is still going around." He looks a bit worried. "There have been heretics acting in the name of the Forgotten God for some time now, but unless they have priests of Reth among them, they shouldn't know anything about the Rider. It's never come up until now, after all."

"Or if their dead god is real somehow," you point out. "I don't know enough about gods to say otherwise."

"Preposterous. The gods cannot die."

You get the feeling there's no sense in arguing with him about that. Probably best to move on to another topic.