The wind mage finished the knot in hi laces and stood up, just as the man arrived.
"Kazimir we. You've helped the people here and we need to know if you can look into something," the man asked with an unwavering voice.
"Yes of course. What do you need?" The wind mage replied.
"There is a rare bird that leaves here. A crested Macaw. We have noticed its numbers dropping in recent years and some of the other bird populations have been as well. They live in the cliffs. We think....we think its poachers or hunters."
Kaz grabbed his bag and nodded back at the receptionist to let her know that he was headed out to take care of the problem. He looked back at the man and put a hand on his shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of this. Rest easy."
The man gave a sigh of relief and thanked the wind mage. Kaz tightened the bag on his shoulder and grabbed another bag that had some overnight gear, from storage container that was used for all the knights that went on long missions.
He didn't know how long it would take but he planned on camping out there until he got to the bottom of it.
He made his way across the city and finally into the wilds of the cliffs. They towered over the outside walls of the city. With a brisk whistle, hiss Griffin flew down and Kaz mounted the winged beast and took off. The Griffin pushed off with a powerful beat of its wings.
They soared over the trees that lined the cliffside and the jagged rock formations. He hadn't noticed before but there was a noticeable difference in the bird population compared to the other places he had been too.