Scald Crow
Zealot almost fell out of his chair, "How is it doing that, and can it hurt anyone?"
"When we first bonded, the overgrown parakeet damn near killed me. It used to be a real griffin until the Tinkerbells stole its soul and fused it to mine. We are stuck together for life now." He gestured to the majestic spectral griffin, "He can't interact with anything, but it makes me look less crazy when I talk to him."
"Welcome aboard, Archon. We don't let the magical creatures into the club, but I'll make an exception for you," Zealot gave the griffin a nod, and Archon returned it. "How do you communicate?"
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