The Citadel, what a wondrous place filled to the brim with beating hearts and panted breaths. Malvo sat at an old wooden desk stained and worn with age on it laid a small raven laying completely still save for the slightest movements of its breast, it was obviously dying. Malvo passed his gloved hand over the bird which gave a choked caw and kicked a few times before righting itself. "Pretty little thing" Malvo murmured in his low cool voice as he scratched it on the back of its head. "Come along sweetie, we must be off" he said as he stood and the little raven flew up and perched on the edge of the broad rim of his hat. Malvo gave his room one last look over, The walls were lined with holes where his ravens made their nests, even now several pairs of their uniquely intelligent eyes stared back at him watching and listening. Ravens were the only things that would willingly be near him for any amount of time and he enjoyed the company but he was needed elsewhere and so he would go.

The Templar outside of his room kept his distance from Malvo pressing against the wall to maximize the separation between them. "The Order calls for you Daemon" he said "You must answer." Malvo nodded to the Templar who turned and began to lead him through the halls to where he was needed. When they cut through the main hall he was given a wide berth, many had heard of what he had been capable of and they feared contracting something from him. [i]If only[/i] Malvo thought as they cut through the crowd [i]but alas the contract forbids me granting my gifts freely.[/i] Finally the Templar guided him to a door and stopped "This is as far as I have you" he told Malvo a little relief in his voice. "I bid you good day and good health" Malvo said giving a bow to the Templar who looked confused at the Daemons parting words. Malvo strode into the room and made his way to his chair quitely. He was a little confused at the presence of so many others and decided it would be best to wait to hear from Alastair himself. Malvo took his customary seat as far from everybody else at the table as space could allow and reached into a pocket in his robes and took out some breadcrumbs which he fed to Little One who pecked at them with great delight.