RP: A Griffon in the Village
It's Kesenday, Hattanani 20 13:10:47 1018. The full moon isn't up. The tide is high and ebbing. Fair weather clouds sail across the blue sky, propelled by light breezes from the west. It's warm in the sun, cool in the shade, and the air is clear and dry.
H07: Vadran Village
It is a lovely spring day, with fair skies and gentle breezes. The birds are singing, village children are skipping around the shops and other buildings, evading the chores they're supposed to be doing, and up about 60 feet in the sky, an elf is riding a griffon, circling above, soaring on a draft, then gliding on a breeze.
Simply walking through the woods, Durrankar seems to be glad to be walking about. Crunching his feet on the ground where the bark is still stiff.....He does look up though, when the birds stop chirping when a shadow passes by. "Hmmmm....another griffon rider."
After a while aloft, the beast and his rider descend to a graceful landing near the sream that runs along the side of the village, just near the bridge connecting it to the country road. The griffon reaches its beaked head into the water for a drink, and Ga'Elian stands beside him, looking around. An intrepid boy, about 10-11 years old in appearance, although likely older, as he looks half-Sildanyar, cautiously approaches the pair. Ga'Elian nods to the Sith-makar, before acknowledging the lad.
"Enjoying your new friends, I see. What's his name?" Durrankar says as he walks his way forward. His staff tamps on the ground as he walks his way forward....
As the druid draws near, the young lad steps aside, giving him a respectful berth, but follows up the druid's question with one of his own. He asks, "Can I touch him, sir?"
Ga'Elian smiles and says, "This is Erithamiel, and (to the boy) thou mayest, indeed. 'Tis a fine day to scout the skies. The Huntress and the Hunter have both smiled upon this day." He guides the boy to touch the griffon in a safe and dignified way.
Durrankar says, "Hmmm.....Interesting animal." He says keeping a respectful distance, even if he is a druid. Too many risks. "Did you see anything while up there?"
Ga'Elian thinks for a moment, the boy now comfortable petting the griffon where the feathery forequarters transition smoothly to the furry torso. He answers, "All seemeth as it ought to be. Several flocks of geese are wending their way northward. The greenery of nature aboundeth, and the civilized folk carry on their lives."
Durrankar says, "that's nothing new. At least you didn't have to deal with a pocket of extra dimensional space." He says as he sits on a log. "hopefully things will be back to normal soon.'"
Some creature is, or was was, being stalked. Said creature may or may not have been Durrankar, though Un'eth enters the village center from a different direction. She carries a simple wooden spear, though it is currently used as a walking stave.
Erithamiel seems to like the boy's attentions, but the lad is satisfied, and withdraws, running back to his playmates.
Ga'Elian and Erithamiel both stand together, the Sildanyar resting his right hand upon the beast. He says, "I, too, would that these oddities that have plagued the world of late should finish, but methinks it likely that others would come. Ea is a lively place, with much going on." Seeing the arrival of Un'eth, he say, "As perhaps, you also have."
"Much going on, yesssss......much more than Un'eth sees that I do not." Durrankar looks over and thumps his tail. "Cihuaa.....how are you?"
Un'eth approaches the silver, dipping her snout to sildanyari and creature, offering "peace on your nests" to them before arriving at Durrankar. "I am well, as is my prey." The latter is offered with minor regret.
Ga'Elian replies, "And to thine, as well. In truth, we had merely landed for a quick water break, and if you both will forgive me, I should like to return aloft. Good day, and may the Huntress illuminate your paths." He bows, then mounts the griffon, as it turns its birdlike head for a visual sweep of its surroundings before turning to make a running lift-off, away from the village's center.