-The beast attempts humor. Charming.- Sarcasm aside, Al is not too sure about that himself. "You are quite large and your shape is awkward. So putting you in a normal room would not suffice. I would put you in the stables, but the horses would surely disagree." He is silent for a moment, thinking. "How about this. I shall erect a makeshift den for you in the gardens. It is spacious. Follow me." Al begins slowly trotting into the corridors towards the sound of buzzing. It is good the temple is so large, for even the gryphon can easily pass in and out of the corridors. On the way Al retrieves some large bundles of cloth, wooden planks, and stakes.<br/><br/>Entering the gardens, surrounded by buzzing, Al searches for a good spot. He can see Vernasus off in the distance, deep in meditation. Finding an adequate area between three trees, he sets about fashioning a large tent. He proceeds to bring the planks into the covered area, propping them up and driving them deep into the ground so that they make a very large pyramid shape. With the stakes, he secures the cloth. It's ugly as sin but it'll be shelter. "There. I will ask Korsarro to fashion a waterproof tarp for it. Is there anything else you might wish to do?" A thought occurs to Al. He will probably be bunked out here too, as part of his duties tied to this gryphon.