Falaern hopped onto her griffin, and pulled Storm up behind her. Storm didn't have a mount - he had never really needed one. Falaern used a rune to send a signal to the members of her troop to form up. Resmin and the others arrived, already knowing the mission. Storm and the Owls flew off, heading out.
Flying high up, Storm decided to use a rune to check for anyone in the immediate area. He felt something weird. "That's... strange."
"What is?"
"I sense... well, not life. But something close to it. ...afterlife, perhaps?"
"Spirits?!"
"I... I think so, yes. But also travelers. ...could they be the group we saw earlier?!"
"As members of the Blackquill, we have a duty to investigate. Onwards, Soren!" Falaern said, urging her griffin faster. This time, she flew slightly downwards, Storm's sense guiding her. The rest of the Owls followed close behind.