“Lady Ginny, we need to talk,” Tristi said, her face dead serious as
she looked at the griffon as
Ginny paused from lugging some lumber around
.
With a nod, the griffon pointed towards the barn they were staying at a
nd then pointed up, motioning the centaur to wait as she dealt with her chores
Times be changing
By: NomNexus
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