He shuffled the leaves around his neck like the feathers of some disgruntled bird. "I won't attempt to waste more of your time by pretending this was some show." He said bitterly, the resentment of honesty painted plainly across his face. "My time away has hid me from recent events, but I believe I am correct in assuming Okoto hasn't become a utopia for peace and happiness."
"The Lord of the Core is going to die."
The reaction he received, whether major, minor, or nonexistent, didn't appear to be what he wanted, for again he scowled and uncomfortably ruffled his leaves. "Now I don't know how he managed it, but he somehow managed to tell me this while I was here. I'll cry later. If what he is saying is true, we have a massive problem on our hands, namely that the largest being on the island and undoubtedly the strongest is going to be a nonfactor. And whoever's hiding in darkness waiting for the time to strike is going to seize the opportunity that the man the size of a mountain is rotting in a field someplace."
"We need to collaborate with external allies around Okoto and fill the power gap that's about to be created." Morrus said. As he continued to speak the hunch in his back slowly began to straighten. "Whether that becomes bestowing untold power on a certain individual or creating some form of armed forces, I don't know. It isn't my call to make. But we can't expect a random band of mercenaries to do the job of defending Okoto."
He started slightly pacing almost in place. "The wickedness threatening this island has conscripted forces. It always does. But we cannot idly relax in the hopes that some glorious saviors will descend from the skies and rescue us in our darkest hour. And understand that I don't expect you to trust me, as I still don't trust anyone else." He stopped and looked down from the bottom of his eyes, barely taller than any Okotan but still trying to appear that way. "But this region is my home, and I'll burn all of Okoto if it's threatened."
Finishing with a dramatic flair of verbiage with a confident look on his face, Morrus suddenly snapped his neck around and looked at Kiva. His eyes shot to the floor, awkwardly looking back up at Kiva, unsure of why he suddenly looked at him, as he slowly turned around to face the assembled party once more.
"So, uh... The next call is on you."