ordinaryredtail

The corruption had been spreading even further lately, worrying most who called the Sky Isles home. The gryphons had never experienced anything like this before; some blamed the new draconic visitors for bringing it, but others seemed to understand that the two happenings were pure, unlucky chance. Dragons had been helping to keep the corruption at bay in many cases, having previous experience with the aether. Coconut and Bucket considered themselves to be such dragons. They walked, accompanied by a large vayron called Ayluin, searching for two gryphons who’d gone missing from their flock. The story they’d been told was not unheard of anymore: nobody could find Raygor or Vesuvius, and the trio had volunteered to search them out. It was midday, not quite time for the sun to set, and overall, the forest was pleasantly silent. Branches rustled above as a light breeze touched them, and in the distance several birds called. Dappled light played among the fallen leaves that the group