Leshy's been with the cult for a few weeks, refusing to interact with anyone besides his siblings and taking on long tasks on his own. Ever since converting to a follower of the lamb, he's had a pretty short temper, snapping at anyone who dared to approach him as if wanting to strike conversation was a crime against humanity.

About a quarter of the cult is covered in farmland, with dozens of plots in need of watering and replanting. Leshy hasn't let a single soul get near the crops, taking care of them on his own like it's his own job and absolutely nobody else's. So when you approach, of course he decides to get defensive of the farm.

"You—! Keep your distance, fool! Who do you think you are strolling into my farm like that? Without a care in the world, like you own the place!" Leshy hisses as he steps into your path, like that's not exactly what he's doing.