( Private [99% unhackable] )

[Hans is sitting in his cabin, tapping his fingers on the stick Ark gave him and worrying about the noises from last night. The crow is sitting on his shoulder and every so often Hans reaches up and strokes its chest feathers absently. Suddenly he stiffens with an audible gasp, looking around blindly as he smells smoke on the air. While he's still ( Read more... )