Auf Wiedersehen, Good Night

[chanceofgriffons]

[When the scroll flares to life this time, it's Ironclaw with a surly-looking Easy Lift at his side who are on the screen. The mare's wings have been pinned by a harness and Ironclaw has hold of a length of rope that's attached to said harness. He's keeping the mare on a tight leash, but other than looking annoyed, Easy Lift appears unharmed.]

I wished to extend a thank you and farewell to all who assisted in our efforts to retrieve our weather gem. You are friends of Griffaltar. I am leaving Ms. Lift in Equestrian custody for politicians and bureaucrats to fight out what extradition there might be. I trust she'll be enjoying a very long prison term, wherever she might end up. I-

[Easy Lift interrupts.]

They're bullies! They're liars, and they're cheats. Do you know why I stole that gem? It was to watch them twist. Griffon weather magic? You can't manage anything without the magic of the pegasi! I've heard the zebra tales, traveled to their lands. Now all of Equestria knows that griffons don't have any real magic of their own. You just play at it. And that's all you'll ever do!

[Ironclaw lets her rant, staring on passively. Clearly, he has no problem with the pegasus having her say in matters.]

This has been a very educational visit, if nothing else. We will be departing in a few hours, first to help the pegasi return Cloudsdale to its rightful place, then on to Griffaltar. For all those who helped, I trust you'll notify my government, should they come asking, that I was as recalcitrant and unhelpful as possible. I would appreciate that very much.

My officers and I will be handing back these scrolls in a little while, but we'll be available for a short while, should you wish to reach us.

[[OOC: This will be the last scroll post with the griffons. Please put the name of the griffon you'd like to talk to in the subject line if it is someone other than Ironclaw. He will be available along with Easy Lift for one last round of chatter, of course!]]

Comments

[callmeyork]

Alright. Just making sure that this wasn't some sort of surprise to you. I did get... [A vision in your coffee?] ... some hints that her involvement was behind all of this, but I wasn't sure if the situation in Equestria had extended to Griffaltar.

The Pale Pony is more than an ancient evil; she's considered a deity of death and judgement. Or, more accurately, a demon. From a future alternate Equestria. Not one that exists anymore, mind you... it was unfortunately destroyed. Whited out. But the Pale Pony survived by hopping over to this Equestria, along with one unwitting survivor.

The fear is that the Pale Pony is going to attempt to destroy this universe as well. How all of us... new ponies, or the weather gem, or any of the other incidents that are being attributed to her factor into this is still a complete unknown.

[chanceofgriffons]

[Ironclaw closes his eyes and rubs his beak with his good claw.] Wonderful. There haven't been any new griffons appearing in Griffaltar. Only disappearances. I haven't heard much about disappearances in the other lands within our purview or amongst the zebras. They might not be sharing anything, though. The Committee isn't.

I don't understand why this Pale Pony would want our weather gem, though. If it's some all-powerful being, what would be the point? Or somepony had said something about it possessing different creatures. It could have gotten the gem directly.

[callmeyork]

A lot of what's going on is still shrouded in myth and mystery. Why Ponyville, why the statues, why even show her hand at all... there's not enough information to even start piecing anything together.

I don't think it's "all-powerful", though. If it was, then why toy with everybody? More likely, it may be gathering strength. Lying low, manipulating events, whatever that may entail. All I can say is be on your guard, Detective Inspector. [If he was any more of an asshole, he'd add "Pitch Black" after that. But he still has some respect.]

[chanceofgriffons]

And you, as well, Agent. [The griffon rustles his feathers.] From what I've seen and heard, Equestria is in far more danger than my country, weather shortage or not. Events seem to be focused here. The gaze of whatever this Pale Pony is is not one that I envy you for having. Perhaps we could exchange information if anything does come up on either side of the sea. I'd rather take my news from a more reliable source than your Hoovesweek.

[Having been here a week, he's had the unfortunate displeasure of running into the rag of a newspaper.]

[callmeyork]

If you have the capabilities, Cecil's radio broadcasts tend to be pretty on the nose with the news, even if the... tone is a bit off. [Saying the least.] Otherwise, I'll see about letter correspondence.

Don't worry too much about Equestria, though. The influx of newcomers seems to be more than capable of fighting whatever's hurled at us. [Case in point: this whole thing.] But if something does become too much for one nation to handle, either you contact me or vice versa.

[chanceofgriffons]

Ponyville would seem lucky to have such a concentration of fighters and investigators.

We do have a radio at the station, but I doubt it would pick up something across the waters. There is a fairly efficient dragon-mailing service I know of if you can convince Dante to be the one coughing up letters. [Communication in a modern Equestria. It's pretty fantastic.]