Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140624183310/@comment-3293219-20140704144540

"Course not..." Tycho muttered concentrating on it.

"Now shut up and let me concentrate..."

Tycho could see through the eyes of the bird as it soared, gently gliding over the heads of the passing guards and flapping its wings when they were out of sight. It swooped, magestically through the dungeon and eventually found its way to the jailor's office, where it landed on his desk.

It began to look around, trying to find the key, for some reason, Tycho was hoping that it would be here but it wasn't much to his annoyance. Then he remembered that the guard from earlier carried it around his neck, prompting the bird to to hop around, caw and then take flight again, in pursuit of the tubby guard.

It eventually appeared again, flying past Abbard's cell and then Tycho's as it followed the tubby guard, into the torture chamber...