Griffon Dialogue Script

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[Griffon flies overhead as player enters the reach]

And the clouds gather again, how futile, your tears will not wash away the roots. The feast draws near little wolves.

[Griffon is approached by player and a Pilgrim, Pilgrim has brought a girl for sacrifice to the griffin without player's knowledge]

Hmmmm.... I am pleased, you are a most loyal subject. She is small, a demure disposition that betrays her innocence.

Yes, let us gander - I need to smell her, for that which glitters is not always gold. However, if she smells of corruption, then you will know my ire Pilgrim.

{What sort of monster are you?}

Monster?! Thou sully this regal image with caustic rhetoric - will this be the day you've chosen to slip from corporeality?

{I'll stop your gluttonous rampage by putting you down now.}

The tyke longs for bloody restitution - to engage in that penultimate mortal dance that rallies reaping blades to pluck a soul from its form?

Then let us conclude this farce, the pretense of civilization smeared by the capricious - find yourself culpable for your demise.

*sniff*, The sweat, your blood flows! We are ready.

{Why are you eating little girls?}

There is a desire to shirk this fearsome vessel, from which those of tender flesh and mind can supplant my material cloak so that I may wander as the eaten, for but a moment.

As this motley mixture of irresponsibility and innocence swirls in my belly, their soul exclaims vociferously a life that I can enjoy. My mind wanders within the memories of the girl, I enjoy life.

Specters are drawn against the foreground, friends and family of the tyke, i walk on and collapse into their embrace. Momentarily indolent, I enjoy pleasures imperceptible.

Yet the child fades, the earth receives the excreted and I find the haunting "real" beckon again, these eyes are then centered to gander upon a dying world once more.

[Orc Player comes across Griffon]

Have a beguiled you, spurned one? Did you lay your eyes upon this scene of black with fervent vengeance, or sinking despair? Your gait suffers from the latter.

I will divine mercy on you, for I am just. Let me taste the tragedy as your ashes warm my tongue.


Sweet nectar! (Griffon eats girl)

Deception! She has been defiled, her history written on in her taste! Traitorous subject, I demand an answer!

Insect, your kingdom will suffer for your incompetence, weep for your kin.

[Player comes across griffon as player chases Prince of Evermore, Very dramatic moment]

You need to put a leash on your subjects, Prince!

This is the kingdom of man then, a chaotic menagerie that refuses to settle.

I shall partake in the feast of your bloodied land once the hour approaches, your people have disappointed, do not attempt to placate me.

There are children yet unspoiled, morsels will come hither - Prince, this is my demand. Have me suffer no conniptions and make well on this arrangement.

It is incumbent on me to protect this pathetic kingdom again - fine, I will do away with your pest.


[Griffon says hello]

You come bearing no gifts, have you offered yourself instead?

Submit yourself to our grand mortal transience.

Your veneer of antagonism cloaks a poignant fear.

[Griffon attacks player]

Embers yet to be.

Thy vessel will come undone.

Death demands subordination.

[Griffon dies]

I will dream... You will suffer the real...