Sitting down in the back row Langdon gently puts his messenger bag down against the leg of his chair. No note taking or recording here. Instead the Moros looks around the gathering space. The scent of coffee is tempting but the water around town is a bit dodgy at the moment so he doesn't partake. Quiet nods are given to those who acknowledge him and he leaves those that don't alone. Everyone has their own demons.
Langdon's visit him at night when he dreams of fire and silent screaming heads.
Equipment: Messenger bag with a pen, notebook, and ritual tool. Phone, wallet, and keys in pockets.