Feb 21, 2018
"I killed no one to get in here,” is his casual greeting, propped up as he is on the table -- probably meant for dining -- with one leg thrown over the other as he idly picks through a dinner platter, which had not been delivered for him, but rather for the owner of the room. “And I highly doubt your guards were trained to defeat Crows, so I would not give them too hard of a time. Perhaps a little, just for spice.” // @berachot