A figure approaches the boards quietly, wrapped tightly in sashes. His eyes shift through the bulletins intently, as if searching for something important. His gaze stumbles over one parchment in particular, almost missing it, to which he reads. There is a snort beneath the shawl wrapped tightly over his mouth as he finishes, then a mutter in common of "Idiot" resuming his perusal of the bulletins, to which he turns emptyhanded away in silence.
