The bird wheeled overhead, winging away from Albel at first .. and then turning around to double back toward him again. It stayed at a good distance above the man, but its motion was decidedly purposeful as it circled his progress. Whatever species it was, it seemed large. Whether or not it was hostile was yet to be seen.
Orha tracked his raven's progress across the sky as soon as he emerged from the building. Anything was something in this desolate plane. But still, he did not disregard caution. The Yason stayed close to the buildings as he slipped quietly between them on bare feet.