"Aye," he rumbled. "Hundreds of the ravens that the place is named after, the bird men, always sneaking about and speakin' a strange tongue, and Wodes, biggest an' meanest damn bird I ever saw."<br/><br/>Ameiko had picked up his weapon, and was struggling to carry it, as he led them to his room. This chamber reeks of stale wine, rank sweat, and wild animal spoor. A rough bed sits at the far end, and a pot-belly stove rests between the windows, next to a coal bucket. Across from the stove is a small table holding several empty wineskins and a small oaken statuette.