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ROMULUS MALUS - KINGPIN - COTC
Merlin.
A name he cherished.
The woman had been in his paws before, shaking and afraid of what the Coalition of the Condemned would do to her. He couldn't help but feel pity. Romulus took it upon himself, betraying his parent's legacy, to heal her wounds and eventually set her free. Since then, their visits had been lackluster. The Kingpin hadn't seen her in quite awhile, but to hear her call was a blessing at first. Her voice only transformed into fury from afar. As he grew closer, he could feel his stomach begin to sink and dark thoughts beginning to fester within his head. Could he assume the worst? or was this another daily nightmare? Afraid not.
His paws outstretched from the shadows within moments, coming just in time for an explanation. His eyes moved to Corrupttimelines first, noting the unfamiliar animal mentally and making sure he caught their name after this predicament. Nevertheless, he turned to Merlin in no time. The lion offered no gesture of greeting, but remained blunt in his words. The lion had heard enough on his way in to justify punishment once their identities were revealed. Given that he had announced for them to be on their best behavior during the meeting, he hadn't expected anyone to slaughter a Tanglewooder, especially those who knew of his fondness for the group. "They will be dealt with," he firmly stated. "It will be by my paw. I do not wish to dirty Tanglewood's own reputation or cause any other gripes." If need be, they could attend their punishment for proof.
"I am sorry we could not meet in peace," Romulus directed towards Merlin and Corrupttimelines. "My condolences go out to the family and friends of the deceased. If you need anything else for the funeral or your home, please don't be afraid to ask." He could construct a gravestone with his elementals, bury the dead in their honor, or do whatever else the two desired. The kingpin was willing to make things right... even if the Coalition's payment was the just their punishment.
Quick and hasty with his words while running on frustrated fumes, he finished off courtesies and turned to the wanderers that gathered. His brows furrowed and eyes narrowed towards Byriath and Plexus. "Tell me their names," came his simple demand. Romulus had no clue who their true identities were, but he could guess a few names and eventually get them right. The kingpin preferred a straightforward answer though. He trusted the two would comply with his demand, but if not, they would be dealt the same hand as the two involved. With a steady gaze and ears awaiting an answer, Romulus stood tall while seething in disgrace. All he had worked for was crumbling due to two fools who had meddled in another group's politics.
A name he cherished.
The woman had been in his paws before, shaking and afraid of what the Coalition of the Condemned would do to her. He couldn't help but feel pity. Romulus took it upon himself, betraying his parent's legacy, to heal her wounds and eventually set her free. Since then, their visits had been lackluster. The Kingpin hadn't seen her in quite awhile, but to hear her call was a blessing at first. Her voice only transformed into fury from afar. As he grew closer, he could feel his stomach begin to sink and dark thoughts beginning to fester within his head. Could he assume the worst? or was this another daily nightmare? Afraid not.
His paws outstretched from the shadows within moments, coming just in time for an explanation. His eyes moved to Corrupttimelines first, noting the unfamiliar animal mentally and making sure he caught their name after this predicament. Nevertheless, he turned to Merlin in no time. The lion offered no gesture of greeting, but remained blunt in his words. The lion had heard enough on his way in to justify punishment once their identities were revealed. Given that he had announced for them to be on their best behavior during the meeting, he hadn't expected anyone to slaughter a Tanglewooder, especially those who knew of his fondness for the group. "They will be dealt with," he firmly stated. "It will be by my paw. I do not wish to dirty Tanglewood's own reputation or cause any other gripes." If need be, they could attend their punishment for proof.
"I am sorry we could not meet in peace," Romulus directed towards Merlin and Corrupttimelines. "My condolences go out to the family and friends of the deceased. If you need anything else for the funeral or your home, please don't be afraid to ask." He could construct a gravestone with his elementals, bury the dead in their honor, or do whatever else the two desired. The kingpin was willing to make things right... even if the Coalition's payment was the just their punishment.
Quick and hasty with his words while running on frustrated fumes, he finished off courtesies and turned to the wanderers that gathered. His brows furrowed and eyes narrowed towards Byriath and Plexus. "Tell me their names," came his simple demand. Romulus had no clue who their true identities were, but he could guess a few names and eventually get them right. The kingpin preferred a straightforward answer though. He trusted the two would comply with his demand, but if not, they would be dealt the same hand as the two involved. With a steady gaze and ears awaiting an answer, Romulus stood tall while seething in disgrace. All he had worked for was crumbling due to two fools who had meddled in another group's politics.
ROMULUS MALUS
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