<div class="floatright">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/064/7/c/7c496429774b2f17f79b6744947f0795.jpg)</div>Status: Skirt damaged<br/>HP<strong>83</strong>of 83     Spells remaining: 7 of 7 1st, 4 of 4 2nd, 1 of 1 from bonded object<br/>Ammunition remaining: 10 (+18 in pack) common arrows, 15 silvered, 20 cold iron, 2 Slow Burn, 3 Tangleshot<br/><hr/>Rayne smiled at the wee Deuxion, once more taking a few moments after he finished speaking to let her brain catch up.  Her smile broadened, and she nodded.<br/><br/>"Thank you Deuxion... you're exactly right.  I was hoping to be able to fly a griffon in search of my friends.  Of course I'd love to see the body, and his journal... do you mind showing me?"  She left her cold iron gear under its rock and stood, brushing off her knees and waiting to follow Deuxion's lead.  "Although... I have to admit I was hoping I might be able to fly back down this spire.  But an egg... wouldn't that take a very long time to hatch, and then grow?"<br/><br/>Rayne/Rae-lynne wondered about that... she had seen others with exotic mounts, although had never gone beyond a horse herself.  But surely in EHO there was some mechanism to simplify the process....<br/>