*A slim man wearing a bandana wanders up to the parchments, before coming to a stop as his dark eyes flick across them. Coming to the final one, he rolls his eyes and gives a little giggle, before quickly sliding out a piece of parchment and quill, speaking softly and melodically as he writes*
'Oh mistress. What would you do without me.'
*He attatches the note to a dove, shooing it off into the sky, before turning round and walking away.*