[h2][color=af9d80][b]Roger Falkner[/b][/color][/h2]

With his hands both free, he was finally able to remove his helmet.  Even though he wasn't in combat, it was part of his flight attire, shielding his head and face from the biting winds when flying.

[color=af9d80]"Nothing I couldn't handle,"[/color] Roger assured him as he put the box down and opened it up, allowing the least griffin within to come out.  In his experience, griffins didn't like being boxed or caged, but because Sirona wouldn't go with an unfamiliar human like Roger, it was necessary to transport her in a container.

He couldn't fault Cadmon for keeping such a pet.  As difficult as they usually were, griffins were majestic creatures, and a Least Griffin allowed one to bask in that majesty without the incredible maintenance and trouble that accompanied a full-sized griffin.  They weren't just for show either, as  they could be used for hunting very similar to falconry.

[color=af9d80]"Baron Bridger?  I know who he is, but don't know him personally.  Our family hasn't really been considered nobility long enough to become involved in noble politics,"[/color] he answered Earl Cadmon's question.  [color=af9d80]"Is he an acquantance of yours?[/color]

[@The Otter]