Caleb strode through the city gate, glancing at the guards who eyed him warily. He couldn't say that he blamed them. After all, a fully armed and armored rider and griffin were intimidating to say the least. Granted given that by nature of the fact that Bracken had to be able to fly with all the gear the armor was relatively light. Only the griffin's breastplate and skullcap were iron. The rest was hardened leather reinforced with bronze barding. His own armor was equally light. Consisting of hardened studded leather. Over the years of constant fighting he'd acquired a shirt of chain mail to wear beneath the leather and a scale mail vest to

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Griffin Rider: Making Camp

Their party made good progress that first day. Caleb had never worked closely with either of the taurian races, however he'd heard stories of their amazing stamina and much to his shame they exceeded even Bracken's steady and inexhaustible pace. The others of course rode with the wagon...except for the gnome who sometimes floated alongside it and at other times vanished all together only to reappear somewhere up ahead waiting for the group to arrive. The centaur in particular seemed to take great offense to Duulingknopf which seemed only to encourage the gnome to further acts of depravity. He even buzzed past Bracken once during the journey

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Griffin Rider: First Flight

The morning broke as it always did in this part of the world, slowly at first as the sun fought to rise above the low rolling hills and then poured down upon the sheltered depressions between them. Caleb's eyes opened slowly as he yawned mightily, stretching out his stiff joints. He lifted himself from Bracken who crooned softly as he lifted his head out from under his wing, clicking his beak and warbling a good morning. "Good morinng to ye as well." Caleb said gruffly as he turned to stroke Bracken's mane. The griffin clicked his beak and began to preen himself, cleaning away the morning dew clinging to his feathers as Caleb brought out

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Griffin Rider: Planning an Ambush

“You are sure of this?” Sheera asked with a scowl as she sat atop the wagon. “I'm standing here telling ye such aren't I?” Caleb replied gruffly. Sheera frowned and pursed her lip in annoyance as she glanced at Nil. “I assume you saw them as well?” Nil shifted uncomfortably under the wood elf's scrutiny. Caleb felt bad putting the girl on the spot but there was nothing for it. “I'm not sure, I've never seen a bandit camp before, but they were heavily armed and hidden within a dell so they couldn't be seen from the High Way.” Ikras looked towards Sheera dubiously. “It is possible, re

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Griffin Rider: Leaving the High Way

Caleb and Bracken circled high overhead, looking down at the bandit encampment below. They had not yet noticed his presence above them and he had no intention of letting them get wind of him either. South of the camp, he spied the seven ogres that Duulingknopf had summoned, the great brutes were creeping along on all fours across the rolling landscape to stay out of sight. They were within shouting distance of the camp, and had they been behaving as regular ogres that might have been spotted by now. Duulingknopf however, for all his lunacy, seemed to know his business here. The orc sentry never knew what hit him as one of the ogres grabbed hi

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Griffin Rider: Pious Outrage

Caleb woke early, gathering what things he had from the room he'd shared with his traveling companions and making his way to the stable where Bracken had spent the night. It was with some surprise that he heard song coming from the stable. Stepping inside he found Nil sitting amongst the hay with Bracken's head resting in her lap as she stroked the griffins head while he crooned in tune to her voice. He stood there a moment watching the girl as she sang and soothed the griffin, finding himself smiling at the scene. The girl was a natural it seemed when it came to charming Bracken's heart. Nil looked up to see Caleb watching her and she smiled

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Griffin Rider: The Coming Night

The day after they left Fircolt Caleb saw the first sign of trouble as they passed a monastery built from the foundations of a High Elf temple. The templars at the gates to the monastery kept their hands on their weapons as the little caravan passed and Caleb saw a young boy run inside after the templars had spoken with him hurriedly. Sighing he turned to look at Sheera atop the wagon. “The Church is watching us.” “They always watch wood elves.” she replied dismissively. “This is is no different.” Caleb frowned but said nothing more about it. Nil had relayed the story of the priest in the stable to Sheera u

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Griffin Rider: Night Battle

When the religious knights came for them it was in the pale light of the newly risen moon. Caleb heard the tumult of their horses' hooves and the clatter of their armor before ever he saw them. They had no fear apparent in their approach and nor should they. Theirs was a holy task and were Caleb not bound by his foul contract he'd have cheered their actions against the elf heretic and her witchery. As it was he waited nervously listening as the armored chargers milled about in the night beyond the trees, both fallen and standing, where he and his companions readied themselves. There was no subtlety in the coming of the paladins as with a sing

Griffin Rider: Death's Desire by SlingBlade87, literature

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Griffin Rider: Death's Desire

In the days following the battle in the glade Ra'ma's condition rapidly deteriorated despite Sheera's attentiveness. The party did not stop in its trek northwards, avoiding Bern entirely for fear of further religious attacks, giving the city a wide berth rather than risk drawing further attention to themselves. However this did nothing to better Ra'ma who needed more than what they had in their small caravan. When they were two days north of Bern, Sheera approached Caleb after he and Nil had come back from one of their now daily flights upon Bracken. “She wants to see you.” Sheera said simply. “Aye?” Caleb grumbled as

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