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"Oh. At least two hundred years! I've lived here my whole life as did my father. I do know this old house has a few passages in the walls. They were oringinaly there for building but from stories my grandfather told me they once hid refugees back in the war when the griffons went to war with Equestria two hundred years ago. Almost everything in this house is older than me. Even the wine is older than me!" He said with a laugh.

OOC: It would be okay for the wine to be that old. That stuff can age for a long time. a really long time.

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"Well, pleased to meet you Dew. I do eat salad, just not grass. I can't find any nutritional value in grass, being a griffon and all. You see, we griffons eat meat because we have adapted to our location in the world. All griffons originated from the north, where greenery was fairly scarce. The only things around were the rats and occasional goat. We had to adapt to this, so we began to hunt them." I reached to my sword, but decided not to pull it out, as it would be impolite in this company. Bringing up my claw, I continued. "Over time, our race adapted to digest meat easily, but plants were a memory for us. As we migrated south, we began to see greenery again. By then though, we were pretty much pure meat eaters."


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"You eat meat because it's an adaptation of your physiology. Not out of choice. That is rather interesting." I may be fourteen but I still pay attention in school. I put a daffodil sandwich on my plate and addressed Warm Night.

"You said there were a few secret passages in the house. Do you know where they are?" I asked curiously.


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Gareth turned to face the young mare. "Well that's good that you've been paying attention. But you are wrong there. Over time our bodies have adapted back to eating plants. It is possible for a griffon to eat purely greenery, I just choose not to. I prefer the taste of meat." Putting a bitesize piece on his fork, he offered it to her. "Would you like to see why I choose to eat meat?"


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"I have no idea with the exception of one. No matter how much I looked when I was a child I never found any except for one. Out in the hall their is an old grandfather clock. It is in the wall next to it. Ah that clock. I remeber it's ticking so well. I was facinated by it back then. I never did understand why my father had made the hands on it so sharp. My mother would always shoo me from the face the few times I tried to touch the hands just to see how sharp they are. But the passage! I don't know where it leads. Everytime I tried to go in my father would catch me and tell me it was dangerous. Just a year ago I did check it. My father was right. The passage beams are unstable and could break if not careful"

 

He took another sip of his wine and finished of the last of his salad then remebered somehting.

"Oh. If you feel done for the night at all tell me. You are the lead actors in this play and it dosn't end till you say so. If not you may want to join the rest of us for a dance in the ball room" After the mention of a dance Sweet Dreams  gave a smirk and a wink to Gareth.

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I sit for a few more moments. Taking in the environment. Eating my salad, and drinking some wine.

Tastes like crap. I don't even like wine.

I take another sip, trying to be polite.

"Gryphon, huh? Why are you even here. You must have something better to do."I speak, with a bit of confusion.

"S-seriously, w-what's a gryphon doing in the middle of nowhere?

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"I'll give it a try." I take the offered piece of meat and put in my mouth. It was kind of salty and rubbery. A bit hard to bite but I managed to eat it. After swallowing, I gagged slightly. "Sorry. I don't see appeal to eating meat." Turning my head to look over to Night Warms, I asked him another question. "You say the passage beside the grandfather clock is unstable. Have you ever tried replacing the beams and making the structure better?"


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"What are you talking about?"

I look at him. I'm a put off at the suggestion.

"A dance? Why do you have a ballroom?"

I look at him a little more. He looks odd.

"Well. Whatever, I might want a dance."

I look around and sigh... Why is everypony here? it's so wierd...

I feel unnerved again. I feel like something is wrong, yet I still say nothing.

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Warm Night looks up at the pony suprised at his agression.

"I think you've had enough wine tonight" He chuckled. He turned to keep talking about passages.

"Repair them? I've thought about it but it is much to dangerous now. And before you ask to go in I forbid it. I won't risk the safety of my guests. But... If you want I can show you it as long as we don't enter. Want to?"

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I looked at the pony next me. I was a bit surprised at her aggression. "Will you calm down please? It's just a dance in a ballroom. Nothing special." I turned back towards Warm Night. "Okay. Show me then, Mr. Night." I got out of my seat and waited for him to show me the way.

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"You know... I'm just tired."

I look towards warm night. I try to keep myself calm, and begin to speak.

"W-where's the bedrooms? I really need to lay down for the night."

Quit acting so stupid... stop it. Just stop.

"M-may you show me to a room?"

I swallow the last of my food, and stand up in anticipation.


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"follow me then. The rest of you go with my wife. She will show you to the ball room" Warm Night led the pony to a large grandfather clock. It was ordaded in gold embeded in it's wood.

"Here it is. The clock" He opened the glass covering the face.

"Hmmm. I never did see how sharp the hands were" He slwoly touch the tip then swipped his hoof back.

"AH!" He looked down at his hoof that was bleeding as if a he had gotten a shot there.

"I see why my father didn't want me to touch that..." He moved the left of the old clock. After feeling for a moment he stood back and his horn began to glow. A door opened from the wall revealing a passage way with clearly old beams.

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I looked inside the passageway. There were old beams supporting the roof and cobwebs were covering most of the space within.

"I can see why you won't go in now. And why you won't repair them." I was going to step in but remembered that I wasn't allowed to.

"What happens if I find some of the other passageways? Will I be able to look in them?"


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Staring up at the mare, he answered the question posed to him. "I was just going home actually. I decided to walk this time. I don't know why though. I can't seem to remember the rest of today." That's odd. he thought. Why can't I remember the rest of today? I was meeting the... who was it now?


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I listen to the gryphon's words. His words confuse me.

"H-how could you forget what you did today? I..."

Wait... where was I today? What was I doing? I was wandering but.... why?

"Wierd question. W-what's it like in the Gryphon Kingdom. I bet it's nice there."

I continue to feel an overwhelmong... dread? No, that can't be it.

I still keep silent about it, and shivers.

 

 

((ooc: it's getting really late for me. I need to sleep. Goodnight everyone.))

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"I might get them repaired. Maybe not. If we find others if they are stable at all I will try to go in and see where they lead. If we find any while your here if I deem it stable then you can certainly follow me. Come. The others should already be in the ball room" As the two left for the room Dew didn't notice the clock hands weren't moving...

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Heading inside the ballroom, I thanked Warm Nights and took in the grandeur of the room. It was done up prettily and it had just enough decorations to make it seem like it could come from a palace but didn't overdo it on the rustic side of things. I heard some sweet melody play and started to dance by myself.


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Warm Night danced with his wife for a good part of the night. The moon hung in the sky shining into the windows of the ballroom, it's light drowned out by the light from the house.

"This is a good night... But it is still a bad end night... Maybe tomorrow night will be the night" He told his wife after they had danced.

After annocing an end to the night with many groans from the twins Warm Night tended to Gareth and his memory loss and got him to go to bed and would sort it out in the morn. The group went to bed for the night, not a one noticing the clocks in the house but something seemed amiss... They all slept and awoke... but morning never came... The moon stood still in the sky... motionless.


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I sat up in my bed, looking around. I turn my gaze to the window. Looking out into the sky, I notice the moon. How, what is going on here? I could have sworn I was asleep for a while. I mean, come on, I managed to get a proper rest. Remembering the events of last night, or whatever the hell had just past, he noticed something was terribly amiss. Where did my sword go? He stood up, shook himself off, smoothed down his feathers and opened the door.


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Warm Night paced in his study. This was going to be a bad night... Very bad... He looked at his sword above the fireplace. No... Not yet. Only if they go that far before finding the end... If they do... If not then this play would never end... Still! The show must go on! They are the lead actors and only they can find the end of this story or this would be yet another Bad End Night.

"You must try to find the happy ending!" He shouted as loud as he could.

 

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"Sir!" Clean Cloth ran into the room his uniform somewhat untidy as he had hastily put it on. "There is a problem"

"I've noticed... time itself has seemed to stop... I fear our guests won't react to the recent events well. Make sure none of them get into the passages. They can't see what's in there. They must complete this tale..."

"I am awaken the household with the exception of the guests already"

"Good. assemble them in the lounge. I'll be there"

"Yes sir"

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"As you have probably seen, time has stopped" He could see the worried faces on his family. "Do not fear. This will get sorted out. If you see any of our guests acting strangely walk away. Everypony go about your normal tasks. I would lock the doors of the room your in until we know the guests' reaction to this" He kissed each of his children and left for his study.

 

He unlocked the bottom shelf of the desk and pulled out a book. He opened it. The old book looked like a scrpit of some form.

"Let's see. Everything is thing as it should. Tonight may be a good night" He turned the page.

"Oh Celestia no..."

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When I went to bed, the moon was out and close to midnight. I wake up, and it's still the same time!! I got out ofbed an paced around the room, trying to come up with a solution to the problem. I thought back to when Warm Night showed me the passage. I didn't notice it but on the way go the ballroom, I turned my head to look back and I saw that the hands of the clock weren't moving. The grandfather clock was old, so maybe it's cogs and springs were rusty.
(OOC: I've been watching too much Sherlock recently)

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I wake up to see the full moon. Man Luna has really done it. OH CRAP! I forgot I have I race tomorrow! THe window was open so i started to fly there. But before I could reach it it slammed shut. WHAT THE HAY?! I look around the room to see if anypony was there... Nope. How did this happen then?! I need to get out of here!


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OOC: I'm so sorry I'm late school has been taking up all my time GAH

 

I fly through the forest, trying to find a place to stay.

"I should have known that we weren't going to do well there... stupid town."

I look around, clearly lost... again.

"Ah darn it, where am I going to go..."

Suddenly, I crash into the side of a large mansion that basically appeared from the middle of nowhere. I fall backwards.

"Ow... what, what in the world is this place?"

I knock on the door tentatively, skates in hoof.


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I find myself wandering through the halls. I don't know why, but I wander.

The hallway is menacing, and I feel uneasy.

I find the maid, Feather Brush, and speak.

"What is this place?"

I ask as I try to keep myself calm.

"Why are we here?"

She seems to ignore me.

"Answer me!"


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"HELP!" That was Feather Brush. Warm Night took his sword and galloped to the origin of the scream.

"I'm coming!" He jumped around the corner to see one of his guests

"Get away from her!" He drew his sword causing her to back off.

"What do you want?" Feather Brush began to quietly hum a tune Warm Night knew all too well.

"Go about your business. I do not want to see you antagonizing my family or my staff anymore"

Feather Brush kept humming and Warm Night sang the song in his head.


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