Still where he was before, Cynric listened to them talk. He was very unnerved by this scene, he even broke into a small cold-sweat, and moved in closer to investigate it. From what he had seen and heard, it definitely wasn't the Dwarfs fault the man had died. Daragom, or whatever his name was, was innocent. Looks like no one had any doubts about that though. As he came closer, he saw the gem and within seconds a lust drew from within him. Cynric was experienced when it came to trinkets, rarities, and jewels.  He was sure that whatever this was, it'd make him a small fortune if he could sell it properly. He had seen many precious jewels similar to that, but this one stood out. He couldn't name any reason for why it did, however that made him even more sure there was one.

He withdrew his eyes from the gem once the bells rang. Being inside the church while it happened was painful for him and ruined his concentration, he clasped his hands over his ears lightly in order to drown out some of the sound. What was this? Some kind of summoning? Although this was quite a weird scenario, he didn't understand why they had to bring the paladins into it. Maybe there was another incident outside? The thought flew through his head, and after giving it some reasoning he doubted it. If something were to be happening elsewhere nearby, he would surely have heard some commotion. Some screams, crashing, or other cues would surely have traveled to the church. As this went on, he could hear the Dwarf's and other's words. Once he was near the group, he could recognize one of others that had recently joined them. It was Archbishop Edward! Soon as Cynric saw that he was involved, he knew the chances of him owning the gem or selling it off were closer to none than an assassin was closer to death. On the topic of death, the dwarf wanted to help the funeral? What a Joke! Why plan that for a man who died the moment you met him?