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[bird_brain]

[For a moment, Aubri stares at the locket. His ear tufts are up, his head cocked slightly to the side. When he speaks, his accent is obvious, with rolling consonants and hissed sibilants.]

My name is Aubri. Yes, I am a gryphon. [Because seriously everyone's asking.]

No, I do not breathe fire. Yes, I can fly. I prefer to fly. Yes, I know what humans are. No, I am not the one of my kind, though I may be in this world. Yes, I can speak. [Obviously.] And, finally, yes, the talons -- [he holds them up and, yep, pretty wicked looking] -- do make certain things difficult.

[Pause] Did I miss anything?

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[bird_brain]

I fear I may be too restless a spirit to remain with one group of companions for too long. [Especially if they are slow.]

I believe that I will... [pause] ... see what others might think of such an endeavor.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor manages a real smile at that ] Aye, it certainly sounds like it might be tiresome.

If you do, doubtless you will be greatly thanked for your actions.

[bird_brain]

Or paid in some way, which may be preferable.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor chuckles lowly ] True enough, although it does not seem that this world deals much with money - at least, not within the Courts.

[bird_brain]

Payment does not have to be money.

[bythewaves]

Favours, then? Or goods to barter?

[bird_brain]

Perhaps both. Perhaps neither.

[bythewaves]

Always good to be flexible. I suppose I might see your wings overhead some day, Master Aubri.

[bird_brain]

Perhaps, if I spot you plodding along down below, I will drop in to say hello.

[bythewaves]

Well I will look for the shadow of your wings overhead. Fair skies and good winds, Master Aubri. May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.