Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131124143109/@comment-12599067-20131125001139

Herne finishes his quick letter and straps it to the back of his messenger hawk, which he takes the hood off of and quickly hurls out the window, where it flies away with a loud squawk. He turns and enters the galley to find Kenyon taking stock on the ale.

Herne: "Kenyon? What are you doing?"