The Night Raven cocked his head once more looking at Reggie who seemed frozen either in fright or awe. The Night Raven reached into his long robes and produced a single black card about the size and constitution of a playing card. It had a single symbol and would embossed upon its surface. 'The symbol is the Raven's head, and the word in case you can't read is Unkindness' he began putting the card on the boy's table 'that should be enough for you to find me, should you wish to take me up on my offer'. With that he turned and exited the house as quietly as he had entered.

The Night Raven swiftly made his way to the rooftops and there he settled in against a chimney considering his next move. Back to the Rookery he thought, then he'd pay this weapon smith fellow a visit, best to get that one out of the way he thought. With that he set of silently into the night unnoticed by those below, he smiled behind his mask, soon justice would be done, vengeance would be exacted and wrongs would be righted. His smile vanished as he thought of what had happened all those years ago, he shook his head and continued on his way, now was no time for sentimentality.