When the Keeper appeared, Torrens bowed towards him in as sincere a manner as he could muster. As imps poured out of conjured rifts he stood around and waited until the Keeper was ready to make his address. When it was done, Torrens gave some thought as to how he might be of further service. Governing was not something he was trained to do, or something he wanted to do, so that left chasing down the fled villagers. While he had no tracking skills, he realised that the villagers would be fleeing towards the nearest towns, which would be easy enough to find. He could outrun people fleeing on foot, and if there was a forest, or even thick ground cover, between them and refuge...

"I also volunteer to stop those who have fled. They would be heading towards the nearest settlements, so I can work to intercept one such route."