They say there's a gryphon, up in that mountain... he's so old, that he's turned as white as the rocks that he lives in, keeping to himself. Of course, amongst us townsfolk, this is merely a legend. Though... sometimes younger gryphons head out there to challenge the White... and surely there must be something up there, since the younglings tell so many stories of the creature there... white as snow but as strong and hard as stone. They say that he seems to practically emmerge from the rock below them...

I have far too many stories rattling around in my brain. Yup... building up my gallery... oi. So many pics I wanna move over here...