"I agree," he said. He still was unable to find which door the noise had originated from, so he settled with another option. He cupped his hands around his mouth and, at the loudest volume he could possibly use, shouted, "Hello! Is anyone there?"
"You're kidding, right-" He paused when he reached the window, then furiously began to rub his eyes. She wasn't imagining things, was she? That scarecrow really was moving!
"What the Nether?" he whispered, pressing his hands up against the glass as he stared out at the town below.
"An evil, possibly murderous and very creepy moving scarecrow," Levi said, peering back down at the scarecrow in question. It had ceased moving for the moment, but he wouldn't have been surprised if it suddenly did so again. "Fun. I wonder if it's going to try attacking us if it can figure out a way inside?"
Levi lingered by the window, keeping watch on the scarecrow down below. While he might have been able to find some useful weapon if he joined Marian in her search, he would much rather focus on staying alert. Darkness silently began to swirl underneath his feet, blending shadows together as he waited for the scarecrow to make another move. This darkness was accompanied by his eyes switching from green to purple.
He turned to look over at her, eyes still purple instead of green. The darkness calmed for a moment as he took the sight in. He glanced back at the scarecrow one final time before approaching Marian and the throne. When he finally arrived at her side, his hands traced the side of the throne in front of him. Though his had never been this elaborate, it did bring back memories of his brief time as king.
He eyed the sword, then looked up at Marian. His hands still lingered on the side of the throne; though he knew those days were long gone, he still felt an urge to sit upon this one. "Whoever lives in this place seems to either really love tacky Halloween decorations, or we're dealing with someone who has a terrible sense of interior and exterior design."
He finally succumbed to his urge, hoisting himself up onto the throne and try his best to get comfortable - despite the pumpkins protruding out at awkward angles in awkward places. Who on Earth would be happy to sit in this thing for hours on end?
Marian smiled and then stiffened her shoulders. Her wings folded up and disappeared. "Maybe somewhere in here we can find a document or something that may explain this...town."
She dived into the pile of stuff, grabbed a scroll, and began to retreat when a pumpkin vine came out of nowhere and wrapped around her foot.
"Those moments when your in so deep, it feels easier to just swim down"
"I'm erasing myself from the narrative. Let future historians wonder how Eliza reacted when you broke her heart
