Magnus Corvus is the sort of Cane Corso who is thoughtful, slow to speak, and absolutely the last word in any room. Friends learned long ago not to interrupt Magnus Corvus near the glassbird roost, especially with a circuit board carved into a toy boat in hand. Pups passing the drowned subway tunnels sometimes wave to Magnus Corvus out of habit, even on days when nobody is actually there. The old soup stalls have heard most of Magnus Corvus's theories and politely keep them to themselves. Academic detail: Finished pup school with a 2.66 GBS (Gud Boy Scale), a perfectly average grade earned in mostly above average ways.