Felix's tiny cell is decorated in Spartan style - that is to say, it is wholley undecorated. It features a small desk covered in books, parchment, inkwells and quills, and very little else.
::Mario, after having seen the new kindreds movements for some time, has a good idea as to where felix is staying, and goes to introduce himself, hopefully bringing abelio as well.::
Keen of hearing, Felix is able to hear the pair shuffling around outside his door. If they do not knock, or continue to persist in not moving on, he may take action. For now, his book is enough for him.
"Yes? What is it?" Felix tried to remember how long he'd been awake. Were they here to empty his chamberpot again? He'd figured that after finding it empty a dozen times they'd have given up.
"Its not locked," he shouts through the door, not looking up from his book.
"well, marco's desk in the scriptorium hasn't been gone through. but we don't get to go in there. so, we thought that if... uh... you might be able to, we could... uhm, find something to help figure this out. he was murdered, and that means there's a murderer running around, and that puts everyone in danger.
he was found in a barrel you know. his body is still around if you want to look at it..."
::mario babbles a bit more about the situation, seeming confused and uncomfortable with being there.::
(OOC: Were the desks regularly locked? How often was the Scriptorium staffed? Would it be exceptionally odd to simply amble over and rummage through someone else's desk - if they were dead?)
"we're not exactly sure. i had given him a strange letter before he died, and one of the monks says he was doing some research before he died that might be helpful in finding something out. but we really aren't sure what we wil find."
