Private Surnem, calm as always, even while the gryphon crashed back down from the stairs, simply pulled a nearby chair over to himself, waiting to be served.<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Private Herdpack, a large, but friendly, patronizing man, politely asked his 'charges', brother Zato and little Mary "So, you two hungry? Want to go eat? Zato, I can lead you to the barracks, really not much of a problem, it's right over there."<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Carefully stepping over the sleeping gryphon, Morr and weibel Belatia sought themselves a table, taking their seats, ready to be served.