"Come my dear." he calls the blue gryphoness, his pet, his mate. "I know the perfect place." he adds as he makes his way through a winding series of tunnels. As they go deeper in the walls are increasingly lined with crystal outgrowths opening up into a large chamber made of the same bluish crystal …

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The ancient gold smirks and waves a fore-paw in a gesture beckoning to come closer. "Please do come. I usually do not bite." He chuckles softly and shifts himself so he partially lays on his side. His tail stretching out beneath his wing with only the tip curling. "I see you are curious or perhaps …

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