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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Harvey" data-source="post: 2174022" data-attributes="member: 28968">Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan GriffonriderThose with a view outside the tavern marvel as a red-plumed griffon alights in front of the tavern. Murmers abound as what appears to be a knight of some sort dismounts, gently stroking the head of the majestic griffon. He reaches into a bag strapped to the griffon's saddle, and after a moment of fishing around in the bag by hand, he pulls out a feed bag. As he straps the feed bag onto the griffon's beaked head, those who are eavesdropping on him might hear him soothe his mount. "Feed well, my friend, and thanks for the smooth ride. But keep your eyes alert."A tall, strong man with flowing blond hair enters the tavern, garbed in full Aglarondan regalia. With an heir of magesty, he acknowledges the people of the tavern, and takes in the others about him. For Rae:[SBLOCK]By reflex whenever he enters new surroundings, Penthar's inner eye sweeps through the crowd of the tavern, detecting those of an evil nature.[/SBLOCK]As he eyes the room, it is then that ne notices Faelar. "Faelar, old friend! So I see you too have arrived safely! And ahead of me, it seems! Sorry we had to part ways in Aglarond, but my layover in Thesk was needed, and I am sure that you have found a more comfortable travelling method than the back of old Regalclaw." As he says this, he gestures to the griffon feeding by the door of the tavern.Eager to catch up with Faelar, he gestures to the woman behind the bar. "And greetings to you, madame! Might I get a pint of ale? My trip was a long one, and my throat a bit dry."</blockquote>

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