Lowering his book, Hendrik wondered where the voice was coming from about informing geese that they were nuisances. And while he was inwardly amused at someone telling birds where to go (or being visually directed), the knight maintained his usual poker face.

His visage then showed confusion as they made loud sounds and grapes and bread seemed to scatter everywhere along with some Fire spell. And then someone called one of the birds a bastard and Hendrik snapped his book shut, putting it into his backpack.

"What in the world is going on?" There was no peace and quiet around here, and the knight had thought he'd found the perfect spot to relax.