2020-03-16 - Talking Crow

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: What can I do for you, Alexander?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Nothing strange has happened since we visited Isabella's family. I hope that you can say the same.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: What do you hope to find at the Sawmill?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: And maybe she was saving the bird for you. I read one of its feathers the other day.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Did you meet with an old woman too?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: So you didn't see the world through the eyes of a crow and went into some strange cottage to meet a old woman. A witch. Or crone. Or something. I couldn't communicate with her through the bird as this was the bird's memory. But she knew that I was in there. Called me out by name. Told me to find her or others who can help and gave me a bunch of symbols which I'll assume is supposed to lead me to these people.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I'll need to think on it, see how much I remember from what I'd been shown. The last thing I knew, I was the crow knocking at your window at Addington Memorial right as Lilith destroyed it.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: That was not a pleasant experience at all. But I probably deserved it after Valentine's Day.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: It was a red house with black trim. Eastern European? It had a metal chimney and I think I saw a pen of goats.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Actually, yes. After the goats and their pen all made their way into the cellar.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Whoever that woman was, she made the crow nervous. She said that. Let me try to remember the exact wording.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: The name bearers will keep coming until their progenitor is dealt with.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Something like that. She then said that I could seek her out for more info. And showed me far too many symbols for any person to memorize in one sitting.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: What does it think will happen by its uttering of names that things from the Veil have no reason to bring up. Why was it trying to rile us up?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: That's not a way for it get help. That's a way for it get itself killed.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Which is what happened.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: So this crow that was killed? It didn't need to be?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Anyway, If I can remember them all, I'll try and show you all the symbols. Strangely, they haven't slipped my mind entirely, I don't think. Like that pain that she made me feel at the end was there to help me to not forget the incident? I don't know. But it's a lot to take in.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: right, but the crows die.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I experienced a crow's death. You had its corpse.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Are they mere extensions of the thing?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I'm trying to remember who else has a piece of the crow. de la Vega maybe.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Anyway, when there's time, I'll try to show you what I witnessed. But I did have another random question that has nothing to do with this but more to do with the Addingtons I guess.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: This architect, I think the one who built the carousel? Look, I don't always pay full attention when you're bring random stuff up. Especially when Elvis is mentioned. Did he build, I think... Addington House too? Or wherever the Addingtons resided back in, I dunno, 1930's.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: And you've wandered the place. What's in the basement? Who hanged themself in the attic?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I'd overlooked those things when I initially read my great grandaunt's wedding dress, but those were the thoughts that raced through her mind on the day that she would be wed into the Addington's. How weird and dark their family history was. So I was curious.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Though, right. I'm sure this is more up your alley than it is mine.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Now, don't think you're looking that info up for my benefit. You know you have more of an interest in that than I do.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: But what do you need help with?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Why the sudden interest?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I can try and help, but I'm not lawyer.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I'd like to forget that entire thing with Foster even happened. Thank you. With the casino being opened soon, that's the last thing I'd want to remain on everyone's mind. As hard as that might be since it happened so recently.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: But what's your question?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: It really depends on the transaction. You'd need to take a good look at them. Dig deeply into these companies. Though I'm sure you already know that.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Are you still investigating Foster?

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: You're the one who brought him and the casino up. Either way, I can get you into contact with a good lawyer who might give you further insight into that if you want.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I don't believe so. From the vibe that I'm getting, she's like Easton Marshall's ex.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Her name is Katherine Kennedy.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: No, I didn't tell her to leave. I do have her on retainer as my lawyer.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Well, not necessarily. I took her on as my lawyer before even that. Though I knew it was coming, sure. And I didn't know that the both of them even knew each other. Not until I called them both together to make introductions.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: As well as you might expect.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Marshall cut the tour of the casino short, but I did spend some quality time with Miss Kennedy.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I told her whatever happened in the past. My past with him, Marshall seems like a good guy.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Let's just say he was a huge douchebag.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: I was probably hitting him up for money anyway with my profitable endeavors. It's no biggie.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: But, I'll let Kennedy know that you have an interest in white collar crimes. Have her get in touch with you.

(TXT to Alexander) Byron: Let you know when I have the time to show you... whatever those symbols are.