Aldric stood in the courtyard, staring into the distance. To anyone else, they would assume his intense gaze was directed at the staff diligently cleaning up the wreckage from the Raysin family's attack earlier.
However, his blue glowing eyes were unseeing, clouded with a mysterious luminescence and perched on his shoulder was Number One, his favorite raven. While Aldric appeared to be watching the staff, his consciousness was elsewhere, intertwined with the raven's.
Through their psychic connection, Aldric's mind flowed seamlessly into Number One's, experiencing the bird's flight through the palace groundssupervising his staff, who were diligently cleaning up the aftermath of the Raysin family's attack. The remnants of the skirmish lay scattered: splintered wood, overturned furniture, and patches of charred stone.
. Through the raven's keen eyes, Aldric saw the palace's hidden corners and eavesdropped on whispered conversations.
