Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140624183310/@comment-3293219-20140704145659

"Yeah? Well, if Captain Slaphead kept his friggin' key on his desk, I wouldn't be havin' this problem, now would I?"

There was a shriek, both in fear and rage as the tubby guard was attacked by the bird, it cawed several times as it clawed at his face and snatched the key off of the rope around his neck before flying back to his 'Master's' cell.

Tycho grinned and ran ahead, placing his hand out and letting the bird drop the key on his palm, he then got to work on openning his cell, releasing control of the crow and letting it fly off as the door opened.

He stepped out and breathed a sigh of relief, turning to his left and walking past Abbard's cell.

"Well, cya..."