The+Mystery+of+Green+&+Red

Once upon a time, the LoompaOompas had a capital to their small region, named Amallore. It was a splendid LoompaOompan city, and the largest in the land. They loved the place and hoped it would forever endure the ages. Their hope was misplaced.

One day, there was a resounding scream heard all over the village; a missing LoompaOompa, named Daka, had been discovered drowned in the river. The chieftain, Altomi, demanded the offender be caught. Seven days and seven nights passed, and the blame was beginning to shift to an unruly LoompaOompa named Orkus, who had hated the dead LoompaOompa with a passion. But despite countless interrogations, he refused to admit to the crime. Eventually, he was executed.

Another week passed, and something was found in the river; a long strip of red cloth. The swimmers believed they were closing in on the real murderer, and that they'd made a mistake, went to tell the mayor. They never came back.

An hour later, the mayor held a press conference, saying that he did not know what had transpired, but that he would find out as soon as he could. "That's a lie." came a voice. An elderly LoompaOompa stepped forward, her cheeks tear-streaked. "I'm Gobla, and I have reason to believe you're not as innocent as you'd like us all to believe."

"What idiocy is this?!" screamed the mayor. "What kind of ruler kills his charges?"

"The foolish kind, that's what kind." she said coolly. "You loathed Orkus, we all know it, and what better excuse to execute him than that he deserved it? My husband happened to be among the 'missing', and he showed me a long strip of red cloth he'd found in the river. I see that you wear a torn scarlet scarf, looking exactly like it save for size, and I doubt that's a coincidence."

"You killed Daka so that you could shift the blame to Orkus and have him executed. Do you deny this?"

A moment passed, then a few seconds, then a minute, and he hung his head and whispered, "No".

Then his inferior, the assistant Revolra, said, "Let this village be his prison. Let us depart, and find a new home!"

"YES!" they all screamed, and left.

A few decades passed, and explorers found a green, lush grove, with pre-dug holes; perfect for a LoompaOompan retreat.

"Let us name this place Amoryus." they agreed.

The evil ruler was never remembered again, save for ancient lore and a decomposing skeleton in the deepest recesses of the trees..