[Aubri closes his eyes, bringing to mind the clearest picture of White Gryphon that he can. Then, he sets to describing her.]

She overlooks the sea and I'll never tire of seeing the sun dance on the waves. The cliffs are white and our homes are built into them. It was the humans who decided that the walkways should take the shape of a gryphon rising into flight, but the gryphons certainly did not argue it.