[I suppose we'll be using the ground if need be for followers.  But in any case, Rygel can take to the air for periods of scouting.  He doesn't conceal his wings, so they're going to know he's a flyer anyway.  I'll just presume we came in on the ground for the sake of Alyx's followers, since that's how the intro post seems to be written.]<br/><br/>"Let me see what a high-minded perspective can reveal.  I'll be back in moments."  Rygel smiles, and winks, then checks to ensure his satchel is fastened securely.<br/><br/>Rygel launches himself up into the sky while the party is still some distance away.  Powerful white wings hurl his black-clad frame up into the air, hair streaming wildly out behind him.  A sense of exultation always surrounds him in flight, no matter how much time he spends above the ground.  His enthusiasm for the sheer freedom of the air, and the ability to leave the great majority of the human world behind, never seems to run out.  That joy and pride radiate from him for all to see as he skates through the clear blue dome of the sky.  After a few wheeling circles at height, he dives down and levels out into a glide.  While still a dozen feet up and moving at speed, he snaps his wings shut and crashes feet-first into the ground.  He skids down the dusty trail for perhaps twenty feet, his boots grinding him to a halt while he holds his arms out for balance.  "Heh."<br/><br/>[so, what's to be seen?]<br/>