Myfanwy takes in the general atmosphere and takes a deep breath. The people reeked not just of fear, but of resignation. They were giving in to despair, accepting of the inevitable. It was sad. It also painted the Lord Meirion in a more sympathetic light. He'd come some distance and taken some pains asking for help. Yes, he stood to gain, but he also seemed to care at least some for the well-being of these folk.
"So. Beyond this priest, any ideas how to unravel this mystery?" she inquired of the others.
"So. Beyond this priest, any ideas how to unravel this mystery?" she inquired of the others.