07-25-2019, 08:42 PM
Long has it been since his snout tasted the Elysium’s crisp aroma, so much so that its presence somewhat dismayed him. What perplexed Leroy even more, though, was that the group’s juvenile leader made an appearance, and the grim extremity of the dark topic at hand.
"Can’t say I know anythin’ on the topic, sorry," he remarked in a sober manner, rummaging through past memories and current thoughts in an attempt to unearth the reason behind Anti’s significance. His doleful, amber gaze shifted earnestly between the two visiting Elysites, before his eyes finally fell on Moth, who made mention of recent joiners. In all honestly, he knew not a single Tangler (that wasn't currently trapped due to a divine spell) who would stoop so low to dare murder one of Elysium’s citizens. Random acts of homicide did not fit the swamp-dwellers’ senses of humour - practical jokes being Tanglewood’s forte, instead - so it made more sense for a newer member, one who had yet to adapt to the group’s ways, to carry out the acts. Anti. Could be a nickname - which would be weird. Could be an actual name - which would be outright pathetic. Or, possibly, it could be a clue.
Moth also brought up the possibility of Pittian involvement, which seemed probable considering the recent invasion on Elysium soil. However, the apparent swampy scent found lingering around the body debunked the theory.
"’m very sorry to hear that, guys." he continues, ere fixing his troubled expression into a confident one, "I can assure you both that whoever did it won’t get away without serious punishment. Whoever did this don’t know how this place is run - we don’t kill people who haven’t killed us... or our friends."
"I’ll make sure that they learn the hard way."
"Can’t say I know anythin’ on the topic, sorry," he remarked in a sober manner, rummaging through past memories and current thoughts in an attempt to unearth the reason behind Anti’s significance. His doleful, amber gaze shifted earnestly between the two visiting Elysites, before his eyes finally fell on Moth, who made mention of recent joiners. In all honestly, he knew not a single Tangler (that wasn't currently trapped due to a divine spell) who would stoop so low to dare murder one of Elysium’s citizens. Random acts of homicide did not fit the swamp-dwellers’ senses of humour - practical jokes being Tanglewood’s forte, instead - so it made more sense for a newer member, one who had yet to adapt to the group’s ways, to carry out the acts. Anti. Could be a nickname - which would be weird. Could be an actual name - which would be outright pathetic. Or, possibly, it could be a clue.
Moth also brought up the possibility of Pittian involvement, which seemed probable considering the recent invasion on Elysium soil. However, the apparent swampy scent found lingering around the body debunked the theory.
"’m very sorry to hear that, guys." he continues, ere fixing his troubled expression into a confident one, "I can assure you both that whoever did it won’t get away without serious punishment. Whoever did this don’t know how this place is run - we don’t kill people who haven’t killed us... or our friends."
"I’ll make sure that they learn the hard way."