Book III
Interlude
That, as you
might guess, is how I acquired the material for this book. After
gleaning bits and pieces of their tales during their research time, I
simply had to record
their full stories. They are, as I might point out, heading into the
heart of the Madlands, which very well may be the death of them. Thus
it behooved me to get as much information on their lives from them as
I could before they left. Not that I expect them to die, of course,
but I must take precautions.
I was quite
surprised by how talkative they were, I must say. Particularly
Almonihah. If you can tolerate his 'accent' and get him talking, he's
actually quite the intelligent fellow, if not very well-spoken. The
griffon was the most unusual one to interview, however, given that he
could understand me but I had to rely on a translator. I considered
the use of magic, or asking one of my colleagues who knows Great
Eagle to translate for me, but Almonihah was willing enough to
translate.
Zakhin'Dakh
himself is an interesting riddle. Was he more intelligent before his
odd growth, or did the same influence that expanded his body expand
his mind, as well? Or do we simply underestimate the intelligence of
griffons? The griffon-riders of our guard are quite clear on their
beasts being more than animals, but even they would hesitate to claim
quite the degree of independent thought that this giant among
griffons shows. Perhaps if he returns he might be convinced to allow
himself to be studied for a time?
Garkhen is an
oddity of a different sort. Quiet in spite of his heritage,
somehow... unassuming, even when wearing armor built to withstand
dragons. And yet with an adamant core. Knowing his past tells
something of how he come to be as he now is, but I still feel as if I
miss... something.
Whatever the
case, even as I write, they fly into danger, carrying doom with them.
We can only hope that their mission is successful, for I dare not
think what might happen were it not...
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Who still remembers the frame story? Anyone? Well this is the last you'll hear of it. From here on out, I won't even maintain a pretense of there being an in-world author. It was a fun idea seven years ago, but... well, I don't really think it's worth it.
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