ToraHiroba
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Livian DoUrden
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"Enjoy the exploration, Zess," she said. Alaea found herself a seat on a rectangular stone. She took a moment to study the surroundings of the ruins. The statues weather-worn and somehow standing tall. Cracks along a nearby cobblestone path split in numerous places by grasses sprouting upward. Fragments of pottery without color and pattern. A wooden wheelbarrow long abandoned and overgrown with colorful flowers.
"If only the Griffon Blight and the Firefeather Rebellion hadn't plagued the Mid-Field Roost," she said, thinking back to an event where a towering armored man slew a defenseless griffon of the Firefeather Clan. In the days that followed, the creature-folk rose up and looted villages of their gold, plus numerous devices. Similar uprisings of the griffons from the nearest great city of the Coastal North Roost, where a few of the maternal grand-folk, a notable group of the Stone Sight ability of the Gorgon griffons came from. Three moons of nightly raids from above and below was how long the griffons of the Roosts sought revenge on the armored men who pierced creatures with spear and with sword. The bravest of the brave took up a broom and cleaned, but others, believing it to be some sort of curse from a higher power, or in some beliefs, a trick of destruction the likes of mischievous spirit who fathered three fearsome monsters: a wolf, a snake, and as some fledglings call a "shadow lady". "Lokasenna Lore or something else," she said, stepping down to investigate a great crack in the cobblestones, "what laid waste to this place may be an event predating the slaying of the young Fire-Griff."