The raven sat perched on the branch staring down at the two at the bottom of its tree, Its intelligent black eyes peering through the branches. As the two met it watched and listened intently scuttling down its branch to get a better view. Finally when it had seen and heard all that it had wanted it silently took off flying back to the Citadel bearing news for its master. Alighting on the lofty windowsill it peered through the glorified crack in the wall at it's masked master sitting in the room below.

Malvo let his gaze wander to the window and saw the raven waiting patiently for him, with a slight nod Malvo stood "If that is all then I shall excuse myself to prepare for the journey" he stated in his soft way as he turned on his heel and left. The raven on the windowsill flew off as its master left circling the great Citadel for a moment before flying in through the small hole that served as its entrance to Malvos personal room. Malvo was escorted back through the Citadel by yet another Templar who seemed just as keen to be rid of him as the other. 

Upon arriving at his room the Templar opened the door for him and closed it quickly behind him. Malvo looked at the raven perched on his desk pecking at the remains of an old bread crust "Well" Malvo asked as he strode over to his desk and took a seat Little One hopping off to join the other raven in pecking at the crust "What did you learn?"
The raven perched on Malvos outstretched arm and peered into its masters eyes the slightest flicker of greenish energy swirling deep in its eyes as the information was relayed between the two.

"Good girl" Malvo said as the transfer finished and he stroked the raven with a gloved finger as it cooed appreciatively "Now go get some rest" he finished as he gently pushed the raven off and it flitted over to one of the many nests in his wall. "I want you all ready for the journey so don't stay up to late" he called to the rest of the ravens who cawed an acknowledgement back. [i]I shall gather my things[/i] Malvo thought as he began collecting various bottles and vials filled with strange substances and placing them carefully in a large leather bag along with several small but severely sharp knives and a wicked looking hand-saw which he ran a hand down lovingly before placing in the bag. Finally his most prized possession the large brass and glass syringe which was held in its own small wooden case branded with the sign of his clan was placed lovingly in the bag which he snapped shut and placed next to the door.

With his packing complete Malvo walked over to the largest nest in the room pieced together from branches, bones and the occasional piece of clothing he could steal. With a resounding ripping sound two large wings erupted from his back as his mask twisted and elongated into a jagged beak and his gloves melded into bony but wickedly sharp claws. In just a moment Malvo had shed his human form and stood looking like a cross between a raven and a man. Flexing his wings Malvo felt a sense of relief, he found it refreshing to change forms after being in one for a while. Perching in the giant nest Malvo wrapped his wings around himself and settled in for a nice rest before he had to set off on his mission, Little One perching on his bony shoulder and nuzzling into his neck as it too slept.