Item:Miniature coffee-colored gryphon with milky foam-white crest feathers
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| miniature coffee-colored gryphon with milky foam-white crest feathers | |
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| Look: | The melded avian and leonine body is finished in a deep matte tone with soft variations along the limbs and torso. Embricated feathers decorate the wings and tail, each one crisply incised with exquisite detail. A cluster of narrow plumes rises from the head, painted in a pale, opaque shade with a faint satin sheen that contrasts the darker base and matches the creature's bold flight plummage. |
| Weight: | 5 stones |
| Metal: | Unknown |
| Appraised Cost: | 6,250 Kronars5,000 Lirums <br />4,510 Dokoras <br />6.25 LTBpoints <br />6.25 Tickets <br />6.25 Scrips <br /> |
| Properties: |
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| Dimensions: | 1 length x 1 width x 1 height |
| Sources: | Source is Silversteel case shaped like a fluted tart pan with strawberry hinges |
You think that the gryphon is a siegery toy. It is a small Paladin.
The coffee-brown gryphon belongs to you.
You think you can DROP the coffee-brown gryphon to have it join in on a siegery game.
You can also PUSH the coffee-brown gryphon when on the ground to have it attack.
You can REPAIR the coffee-brown gryphon when broken.
Messaging
Successful Attack:
- A sudden leap from the gryphon ends in a talon-punch that knocks <opposing soldier> back, foam-white flight feathers swirling through the air.
- The gryphon spreads its wings and lets out a sharp cry as a swirl of steam bursts from its beak. A hot plume spirals toward <opposing castle location>, splashing with a hiss of roasted warmth and the scent of a caramel latte.
Failed Attack:
- The gryphon preens its chest with slow motions, the fastidious grooming releasing the scent of freshly roasted coffee beans.
- A swift slash sails just wide of <opposing soldier>, and the gryphon flaps peevishly in frustration, crest feathers fluffing into a messy swirl.
Death:
- The gryphon lets out a low trill as its form slumps gracefully to one side. A curl of warm steam rises from its beak before it falls still, feathers deflating like stirred milk foam.