and he’s floating in the river + joining

malphas had never thought he could take over tanglewood. he knew he was unfit to be leader- even someone with his ego could see that. he was rude, abrasive, and absolutely stubborn, and plus he had locked himself into the medical field on a whim. the damn person who had inspired him to become a medic had fucking died, so here he was, living on for her. fuck you, nayru. i'll be the next sawbone and when i inspire people i won't fucking die on them. was that his way of closure?

malphas was next to approach, after the self-proclaimed monster hunting. "yeah. it's all like that. i'm the monster," he said dryly. malphas was a small manx cat with large, babyish eyes- clearly not intimidating. still, there was a fierce look in his eyes, malice running deep within his little body. "the name's malphas. i'm the medic here, so if you're hurt, come see me or whatever. this is tanglewood, alright." he paused. "it's a shithole, but... it's my shithole, so don't try anything funny. what are you here for?"