I explore.

The Lady, the Lord, a Stranger. A sharp glance, fingers on a locket, the drumbeat of hooves.

I hereby offer the first-ever opportunity to carve the Guard. Who would like to trade me poses for it?

I hereby offer to carve the Servant for another Shifter.

I gossip about the Chaplains latest visit to the village late at night, which he claims was to visit a very ill widow. As if….

@brendan: I offer to carve the porter for you for the guard

Would that I had seen this comment before the dawn came, Darknight.