A quietly obsessive man who talks to pigeons more fondly than people, Corvin trains messenger birds and sells decorative feathered charms; he's locked in a friendly rivalry with Osric Vane over who truly understands wings, and supplies Wren Ashby with molted feathers for wick-trimming brushes.
I owe the Bank of Emberwick $0.05. Every purchase here repays my loan.
The workbench is busy, first goods arriving soon.