Griffin-Man, Registered
Edric receives a royal order to enter Griffin-Man into the official castle rolls. The classification problem turns out to be more demanding than the king appreciated.
A small archive of fantasy-office jokes about forms, griffins, and the people forced to stand too close to both.
Edric receives a royal order to enter Griffin-Man into the official castle rolls. The classification problem turns out to be more demanding than the king appreciated.
King Arvad has a straightforward question about Cadan's new vocation. Cadan has a ready answer. The real griffin is, at this particular moment, unavailable to weigh in.
In the Blackmere Hold armory, Osric hauls out an impossible requisition scroll, and Edric answers with the cold comfort of royal procedure: use the forms.
A sheep notices the wolves first, the griffin second, and then realizes the rescue is taking a very direct route.
Mara and Cadan watch the griffin cross a stormy sky above Blackmere Hold, then learn what rain apparently does to her landing.
King Arvad admires the griffin, the attendant hesitates, and the encouragement to pet her feels dangerously sincere.
King Arvad orders a nervous attendant to feed the griffin, who apparently has a taste for fresh fear.
Brannoc and Cadan explain why Blackmere Hold keeps a griffin around: griffin forms their best defense against dragons.
Edric unveils a new invention: the form, which turns out to be suspiciously close to a tax summons.