Baeleck wanders down the streets, with Feniar hovering next to him.

Fen, you want to go find Lycande? Seeing as she didn't turn up last night...

No, something's telling me she's in no danger.

Well, I suppose I can trust your instinct. Where to then, my feathered friend?

The hawk slyly grins a bit, and then flies up high.

I might explore this place a bit. You can go wherever.

He flies off in another direction. Baeleck ponders a bit, and then decides to wander a bit himself.