Locke

(Locke is standing in the royal garden with two other wind clan members, doscussing the tragedy as the clansmen start to gather, made up of chiefs and higher political powers across the country. His arms are crossed as he scowls, leaning on a red pillar, kissing his teeth. He looks over at Dyne, a wind clan member) I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it. The kings been assassinated? This could bring potential ruin to the peace of our lands. we need to figure out who's responsible...