Grane Falo | Crocus
@LmpkioDreadlin simply shook his head, followed by three tsks in disappointment, not at Grane, but at the situation at hand.
"Bloody hell..." the green man responds shamefully,
"Yea' somethin' really sticks to me that he and de others might've been cookin' somethin' up. I mean, I don't mind the 'umans. I actually kinda' like some of em. But I dun' support the violence agains' em by me own kind. At least... uh, de peaceful ones."He paused for a second, with a rather worried face, until responding quickly.
"I hate to be dat kinda guy, Grane-ole'-mate," Dreadlin states rather softly,
"But do ya wanna help me investigate da cause of dis ruckus? At least confirm it be them? I mean, if yer busy, I be respectin' that. I'm just uh... leavin' it out there if yer available, for I feel it be better if we lizardpeople investigate it ourselves? Waddya say?"The blue lizardman began walking over to his desk where he had files of Frye littered about. Collecting them and placing them back in a box, he glanced back at Dreadlin
”As mentioned earlier, the Magic Games are over. I have to start packing some things soon as I plan on leaving early tomorrow. I should be able to find some available time for this investigation, but most of my time will be with the Council. Your role would be the most important since you could try searching for anything that could help us lead to these missing lizard folks and Maiz while I’m busy with the Council.”After gathering all the files into a box, he took it with as he walked the door and motioned his head for Dreadlin to follow as he left the room.
”The sooner I get everything packed and ready, the more time I’ll have to dedicate into this investigation.”