Paullus Corvus is a Cane Corso of no club, thoughtful, slow to speak, and absolutely the last word in any room. Anyone within earshot of Paullus Corvus eventually hears the theory that all the lost relics live in one specific drawer somewhere underwater. Even the glassbirds quiet for a moment when Paullus Corvus walks under the leaning tree. Paullus Corvus thinks the right life is one good walk near the mushroom farms, repeated until it stops feeling ordinary.