In the midst of this, a lone Priest to Elys does his rounds in the temple, walking from candle to offering candle, lighting each until he reaches the altar in the center. The workers are supposed to be gone that morning, but the scaffolding and ladders they use to climb are left behind. They had been working late into the night, setting mortar and stone into place, moving the stained glass window into place to give the cathedrals new bell tower the proper light it deserves for a cathedral to Elys.
It was under this bell tower that the altar stood, the candles on which were being lighted by the priest, when he noticed one by one that the candles died, and that the cloth had been stained red beneath the candle. A drop of blood fell onto his face, and when he looked up a man hung in the air, his body tangled in rope, blood dripping from his mouth, his neck snapped and his head cracked open.
This report sits on the table in front of Leon, the woman in front of him holding her head bowed. She looks young, about 26 at the most. She's crying softly as she speaks.
"Please, sir. They are saying the young Kawani man is behind it, but... But it couldn't have been him. Please, you have to take on this case, you have to prove it wasn't him. I'll pay, I have the money to from his will, but please, you have to prove he didn't kill my husband."
- Faye Glyn
- [SHOW]
"Over here. Your Leon and crew eh? Miss Glyn, the deceased's wife, told us you'd be coming by to aid in the investigation. Welcome to the case. I'm Beila Mele, in charge of the investigation here. We still haven't set up an official guard just yet, so just call me Ensign Mele. Any questions before we begin?"
- Beila Mele
- [SHOW]