Crows return
Crow had made his escape from Minus and the captain that he paid to wait for just this moment seemed eager enough to take him to the requested destination. “Are ya sure, Killer ?” he had asked when Crow had made the arrangements. Crow hadn’t given to much words on it, however looked forward to return to those lands that held many pleasent memories. The captain had shrugged and Crow not one that would ask to many questions had left it with that.
However now when he sets foot on the docks, he seemed to remember that question of the captain. It seemed quiet, but not the silence of what fear or danger often brought. Now it was this quietness of just empty and deserted. Crow had looked up seeing the Inn, however desided it was wiser to first get a renewed feel of the land.
It was quick that he noticed some tents, that seemed to be deserted and not used for long. No campfire seemed to hold fire and he had arched a brow “That is for the warm welcome hmm.” he said sarcasticly. After some time and of course calculated exploration, Crow learned that Ayr pretty much had become deserted. Killers had not returned from their hunts in long and some villagers had been either enslaved, taken or had left because there was no longer that coin to be made.
Crow had ordered Sparrow, his slave that he by coincedance had found in Minus, to put up a tent and make a fire. She had of course instantly complied and with the fire some had been tempted to check up with who had arrived. Slowly the words traveled : “Crow is back … Ayr has become alive again.”
Crows Murder 
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