You notice a gray-and leopard spotted gryphon standing still in the field, watching the river. You walk towards him, and think perhaps he's not seeing you until finally he mindsnaps at you not to come any closer.

You shrug and stay where you are, finding a comfortable spot on the long grass to sit. Time passes.

:All right, you can come closer now. I take it Araxie let you by,: he says disapprovingly. :I'll bet he was more interested in taking a nap then protecting territory. Just see to it that you don't cause any trouble, and mind your manners. And don't you dare treat my queen the way you just treated me.:

Not quite sure what you did wrong, you nod anyway. "Why are all these stones here?"

:They were always here,: replies the gryphon. Legend has it that during a solar eclipse the first of our kind was born. The stones point the way.:

"Point the way to what?"

:The stars, and the path of the sun's light.:

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