Part One Morgan Is The Cult's Head Tailor. He's The One Who Made The Maid Dress, That He Lost In A Bet

Part one Morgan is the cult's head tailor. He's the one who made the maid dress, that he lost in a bet to Leshy like a dumbass. He's genuinely sweet and kind, and never gets angry or have a hurtful word. He's sent to touch grass and garden when he works in the workshop for too long without stopping. And he has to let out steam by asking to be sent on missions sometimes, and rampaging a bit, as a treat. Like the good old times. That's until he understands the new weird guy he's been trying to treat kindly, despite his resemblance to his former god, is actually 100% his fucking former god. So he tells him "You understand I have to beat the shit out of you now." and proceeds to beat the shit out of him. Leshy might be a powerhouse, but Morgan's used to stomp worms in Darkwood so it's pretty balanced. They both get punished for fucking up the farm grounds and breaking the barn's window. The fight gets murder out of his system somehow, and Leshy and him casually throwing hands becomes a routine everyone's used to. The Lamb is especially grateful that Leshy has a pass-time that is not trying to eat Narinder's face. Narinder won't admit he's lowkey offended that his brother forgot their feud that easily.