A familiar voice caught Eliza's ear as she entered the town, and she turned to see none other then the prince of the elves himself coming towards her. She remembered him well, and was quite pleased to see him. He was one of the few royals she didn't have bad blood with. "I've been well, your highness. It's been too long." She replied, stopping so he could catch up. There was no doubt as to why he was here, he must be going after the stone as well. He had probably heard of her arguments with his father, but she was relieved that he decided not to bring it up. 

Before the prince had time to reply, a sudden sound of screams made her instinctively start running towards the sound. More often then not she'd be able to help with whatever it was. As she rounded a corner, she saw the cause of the commotion was a tiger of some sort, and thought back to when she has a familiar by the name of Azerna that took the form of a tiger. Azerna had been her most trusted friend for ages, but she had passed a few months prior. Eliza had almost died as well, but Azerna spent his last bit of energy to cast a spell to keep his death from affecting her. It was something very few familiars could do, but then, Azerna was extraordinary. 

As people started screaming and she saw men starting to grab their weapons she couldn't stop her heart from bleeding for the poor thing. It obviously just wanted some food and was acting on instinct, and it wasn't going after people. Acting quickly, Eliza said a spell to stop the tiger in its tracks, and got snatched a sword away from a nearby guard who was shaking in his boots. "At ease, fool. He's harmless now." She moved closer to the tiger to stop anyone else who might attack it, and looked around for the owner.