Waiting for ether Drux or Piers to show the elf their sketch "The painting shows her to be of my complexation but with a wart here and there." She gives the description of the woman in the painting. As much detail as she can remember.

Piers takes out a piece of paper.He unfolds it showing a caricature of a woman as his skills aren't great at drawing " There it is.hehe..hehe Nooot my best!..But with some luck it could help." 

Drux follow suit…with a shrug. “Not much I know.”

Fala looks at the woman, scratching their chin "i. . .see, yea i remember, the woman was more or less like it. . . but her face was more aged, more twisted. altough the difference i am sure it's the same woman i have seen. i hope you manage to find her, if that's what you are planning to do."

While the group is talking to fala inside, lore hears flapping wings of a bird close to him. Looking up, a pidgeon is flying in circles around the green house, and then lands on Lore's shoulder. the pidgeon chirps for a few seconds, before speaking in a low, female voice "Sir Ambrose Everdawn, a grizzled old champion of Kelemvor, has offered to help the City Guard catch a necromancer who’s stealing bones from the City of the Dead and animating them as skeletons. Sir Ambrose could use your help, if you’re not too busy." the bird proclaims, nibbling a bit of its wing before taking flight again

As the bird nibbles at its wing, Lore nods. "Where might we find Sir Ambrose?"

If the bird is unable to respond, Lore asks Kess if she would mind following it to see where its home might be. Through his link to her, he says. "Come back if it goes to ground, or just starts to act like a pigeon. Either way, I'll call you back if I have pressing need for your help."

He picks up the pot plant and looks back toward the door, frowning slightly.

Does everyone hear the bird?

Drux ponders to himself. “What strange company, to let a random bird land on your shoulder. What have I gotten myself into?”

To Lore, “Don’t let that thing take a crap on ya,” and he makes a motion to shoo the bird away.

Cat giggles, and gently catches Drux's hand. "You shouldn't pigeon hole things Drux. Didn't you hear the bird speak?" she asks Lore "What did the bird say?" 

“What are you talking about Cat? I didn’t hear anything. You must have the ears of a…well a cat, ha “

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...While the group is talking to fala inside, lore hears flapping wings of a bird close to him...

"Whoa!" Lore spins around, "You need to stop sneaking up on me like that! Last I knew you were talking to plant-lady about the picture."

He waits for everyone to finish with their business before speaking quietly, "Someone called Ambrose Everdawn has asked that we help the city watch deal with a Necromancer. I think that was the message."

(( @DM: Has Lore heard of Ambrose Everdawn? ))

Cat smiles at Drux's jest. Looking at the Pidgeon's departure "Do you think its was one of your friends Piers?"

( only those that are outside hear the bird, the others hear nothing

(Eh I guess its up to Lore to let us in but I think Cat would of joined Lore after finding out the information on the woman/hag)

( ok, i guess that everyone ends the chat with the lady, and leaves the shop just as the pidgeon delivered its message. and No, lore didn't hear about him- until now

the bird flies away, stopping on a sign on the wall. he looks at the group, waiting for them to Follow him. it appears he can't speak anymore- but he Sure seems to want you to follow him. he starts flying towards the north end of the waterdeep, where you seem to notice a few people are avoiding. there is a small sign on a nearby wall that reads

NORTH WARD - CITY OF THE DEAD

Cat swallows nervously "Jenkies, I suppose that makes sense."

(Sorry, had to channel my inner Velma)

As the bird seems intent on leading them to the necropolis, Lore pauses. "Should we consult with the watch first? I'm not sure following a talking bird gives us any guarantees....or promise of reward, for that matter." He looks toward the bird then back to the group, "Anyone heard of Ambrose Everdawn?"

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(nope)

As she wakes up out of her shock. Cat shrugs she's not heard of Ambrose course she spent her last years in Neverwinter working as a courier for Degalt  

She shrugs "I don't think this invite will last too long, nor the Pidgeon as a messenger. Best we can do is find out where its taking us."

She continues following.