один - First Level

[birdenesque]

[Anyone lucky enough to be on the east side of the city, generally close to one of the parks to the south. Though it doesn't matter how close you are: you'll hear the sound of crows before anything else. And at the source of the noise is an entire field of the creatures.]

[And in the middle of the murder is a single woman, sitting with one crow on her shoulder, another on her left hand, and throwing bread crusts into the black, feathery fray.]

Now, now... No need to fight, children. There's plenty! Manners are important, remember!

[Toss, toss, toss. Oh great, a crazy bird lady.]