Vharad strolls into the forest of the dead under cover of his invisibility potion. From his bag, he retrieved four sparrows, preserved but dull of color. He spends some time concentrating on his spellcraft, animating the four little beasties, phase spider poison coating their beaks. They rise up into the sky, unsure at first before swooping about and into the sky.
"Yes... This will do." The corners of vharad's lips curl up into a satisfied smile.
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