WHO: Two Geckos + an assortment of guest stars WHAT: Summary of content WHEN: Late Bloomingtide WHERE: The Gallows, misc. Kirkwall haunts. NOTES: Will update as needed.
An eagle lion thing, and he does know, somewhat vaguely. Normally from those fancy crests and seals, old money, old power. But fantasy land having fantasy animals makes sense. He should probably check about unicorns and dragons.
"They don't sleep?" Yes is the immediate, real answer, but he can't say he likes the idea of waking up an 'aerie' full of flying lions.
Ellie snorts aloud, trying not to laugh and failing. She kind of appreciates the borderline dickish audacity -- it smacks of home. All scars out on display and free game. Very few people here have had the balls to ask, and then they've saved it for a private, serious conversation.
"No, that was a person. But I still don't recommend feeding them anything finger-shaped. Some of them aren't as smart as others."
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"A griffon. You know, an eagle lion thing? We have an aerie for them here in the gallows. Some of us ride them."
Quick pause, and then: "Want to see?"
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"They don't sleep?" Yes is the immediate, real answer, but he can't say he likes the idea of waking up an 'aerie' full of flying lions.
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They know her, mostly. Strangers are... hit and miss.
"I wouldn't recommend going on your own if you've never seen a griffon before. They're big babies, but they can still take a finger off."
(That wasn't the fate of Ellie's fingers, but it seems to have more punch when she says it.)
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Raised eyebrows, tip of his chin indicating her hand. He's not subtle, or particularly tactful.
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"No, that was a person. But I still don't recommend feeding them anything finger-shaped. Some of them aren't as smart as others."