Kullnar adjusts his hood, concealing himself from prying eyes as he reads a parchment that had been swept along in the breeze. He growls to himself "Government cuts?.... We'll see about that, do they think we're safe now?... Foolishness.. " Crushing the parchment to a small ball in his hand he drops it to the floor, with footsteps that had more purpose then they had in a long time, he makes his way through Murder Row, being careful not to reveal himself to any passer-by that may recognise him.
"Now... To find my Son....".
