Nortiz - Merunda, Mirica
"With pleasure." Nortiz bowed, then activated the beaststone, taking on his raven form again. He paused a moment, stretching out his wings as the shift finished, before launching into the air, barrel-rolling as he went. In an non-emergency situation like this, it was always so much fun
to be in bird form. Let the air through his wings, be high in the sky where troubles temporarily disappear. But real world concerns had to take precedence and he had a job to do.
Shaking his head, Nortiz started circling around the town, on the lookout for who did this and/or any potential threats. As one circle revealed nothing but countryside, he spread out to a new circle. After a few passes, he spotted a group heading towards the town. Swooping lower, Nort spotted the various weapons and bandit apparel (not too dissimilar from pirates). The visages didn't look particularly friendly either, making him think that these were likely hostile. Nort briefly made a headcount (disappointed that their movement made 15-20 as accurate as he could get) before hurriedly flying back towards the town. If bandits were anything like pirates...Quickly finding the prince, he landed. "Sire, bandits coming this way."