*A raven lands on the individual's shoulders, with a parchment clutched between its feet. The individual opens and reads the parchment, gives a quick nod and then closes the parchment and gives it to Boris.*
Individual: "Change of plans, the girl's conversion will occur later than expected, as the God-lord and God-lordress wish to spectate at a world tournament, you know, the garbage that occurs every century or so. Given their position, they feel as if they have an obligation to attend for sake of representation. Bah, what a nonsense thing to do... eh, ah well. They wish for you three to wait here for a day until they arrive with Remus and then we're to venture for two days or so until we reach the Blue Eye Clan's capital, or whatever nonsense. I'm to company you both alongside the Dragon Priest of Valconis Island and his two guards. So I guess I ought to introduce myself. I'm Al-Piro Mis. And if I'm not mistaken, the man with the mustache's Timonsch, the gruffy looking fellow's Boris, and the girl's... it doesn't say what her name is..."
Boris: "She's Shiva."
Al-Piro Mis: "Ah, pleasure to meet you Shiva, lovely name you have, well, just call me Al, as most people do. Well, we're to wait at the Nightwall casino for a while, so please follow me."
*the trio follow Al to the casino*
