Birds of various shapes and sizes soared across the wide, azure horizon. Their wings flapped against the wind, but their eyes remained determined as they all had one goal in mind.
From the southern lands came small and quick pigeons, carrying scroll letters strapped to their legs.
From the western lands came large hawks, with letters held within their beaks.
From the eastern land came owls, letters wrung around their necks.
From the north came swift doves with notes attached to their feet.
And from the center lands came crows with scroll letters held in their mouths.
Communication across Ainsveld seems to have begun swiftly.
Within the Ovalantis Capital, King City; a group of seven individuals sat around a round table.
A knight to the side stepped forward and read a message outloud that came from a dove.
