Thaisha, finally back in Dol-Makjar: Look at this. Amazing. No sparrow swords. No getting chased by sky ghouls in an eagle carriage. No corpses devoured by spectral nightingales. No half-dying through a trauma parade in Bird Hell. No one is birds here. It's all behind us.
Soldiers: What's up, we're calling ourselves the Fanged Falcons :)
Thaisha: no
Schemers: What a coincidence, our network is a Mischief of Magpies. A Tiding of Magpies to friends :)
Thaisha, head in her hands: no no no
#A messenger magpie sent by Hal: Thaisha I'm so glad to see you!#Thaisha: THE FATHER OF MY CHILDREN IS BIRDS [tags by OP]












