Condolences

John Casey lips pursed open pushing a smile to the forefront of his face, his brows arched inwards and his cheeks glowed.

The women thought nothing of it, and continued speaking, "may I ask the location of the Porter?"

John Casey's face light up, his eyes gleamed with excitement however dulled shortly after he replied solemnly "during a scuffle a troll had managed to break through our defence, pinning the Porter onto the ground with his club, we were preoccupied and didn't see it in time, I'm sad to say that the Porter, Luke Murray has died in the line of duty, I hope you can send our condolences to his family"

the women paused, staring at the still smiling man, she shuddered however nothing could be done, she coughed and cleared her throat, in a raspy voice she replied "oh, umm, yes well sad indeed, although he had no immediate family he will still be missed greatly by his community, were you able to retrieve anything from the body?"

The man twisted his head from side to side, his lips still pursed out in a smile.