Hikey Lord - Corvid Clan - Rook

Hikey Lord - Corvid Clan - RookThe Hikey Lord of the Corvid Clan Rook is a keeper of what has been left behind. Bound to the Grey South Wind, this creature lingers in places of repetition. Ground that remembers. Structures that have changed, but not entirely. Through the hagstone, he sees what remains. Not as it was, but as it is remembered by the world itself. Firm. Grounded. Unmoving. What he finds was not lost by accident. It was abandoned.

Deliberate

cloth and paint was paraded through the city by the Guild of St George

A weathered sandstone Snapbti left intentionally unfinished

It was called Coffee Haze

He does not creep

perhaps they disturbed something ancient—something that lingers still

Night has come to soon

Or perhaps left this way deliberately

With its stoneware-like finish

mostly heard it protects its hunting ground with a baying call

If left undisturbed in its lair

If you treat them well