"Bird-catching," Lazar turns the fork over, digs a tine beneath nail. It's been weeks since putting out that bandit's eye, and he'd swear there's still gunk - "Merchant's wife sends out a raven every week, pays to keep it private."
The Hightown rookeries have integrity, which means the information costs more than he's willing to cough up. They'd only sell him right back to her.
"She's hiding it from her husband. Could be an affair, mundane shite."
Or she could be in contact with the Anderfels, the whole reason she's being watched. Either's useful. But both sound a pain in the ass to intercept - what's Lazar gonna do, shimmy up a fucking tree, hope for the best?
"Be easiest to nab the bird outside the city. I can get you a route, and a description. They all got little red bands."
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Date: 2024-03-21 02:21 am (UTC)The Hightown rookeries have integrity, which means the information costs more than he's willing to cough up. They'd only sell him right back to her.
"She's hiding it from her husband. Could be an affair, mundane shite."
Or she could be in contact with the Anderfels, the whole reason she's being watched. Either's useful. But both sound a pain in the ass to intercept - what's Lazar gonna do, shimmy up a fucking tree, hope for the best?
"Be easiest to nab the bird outside the city. I can get you a route, and a description. They all got little red bands."