Gryphon's Eyrie

Long ago the Old Ones retreated past the misty mountains into Arvon. Yet the remnants of the forces that they controlled linger on, in the ancient Places of Power, in the strange carvings and relics of the Waste, and in the blood of humankind, some of whom have inherited a strange gift, or curse, of Power along with their mixed heritage.

Amber cats’ eyes and cloven hooves are the marks of Kerovan’s kinship with the Old Ones. His has been a bitter and painful heritage. He has ever wished to be as other men, fearing to claim that which is rightfully his, and resisting the call of his blood. And so it is even now in the spell-ridden land of Arvon.

The Lady Joisan has dared to love him and to join her destiny with his. Raised to revere the Old One Gunnora, and to practice her craft of healing, Joisan has nourished her own small Power, rejoicing as it waxed that she could better aid her lord in his struggle to shape a destiny of his own devising, free of those who would use his Power for Dark purposes of their own.

Twice Kerovan and Joisan have stood in battle with the forces of the Dark, and twice they have vanquished their foes. But now, the irresistible call has returned to Kerovan, driving him to the mountains, to make peace with his heritage. In the facing of this last and greatest test Joisan and Kerovan must summon all their courage. For they battle for the new life that Joisan carries within her, and for all the world as they know it.

The heritage of the gryphon chooses its own master or mistress.

The time of choice is now.