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A look of surprise crossed Dusk's face as he took in the pretty mare that had just stepped out of the house. The surprise grew greater when she appeared to look directly at him and call for help. "Please miss, don't be alarmed. I truly don't mean you any harm," looking over his shoulder at the griffon, then back at the mare. "Me and my companion were just passing through. About your concern, I haven't got a clue."
The griffon behind him nervously clawed the ground. "Come hermit, we really should be leaving soon. I don't think it'd be a good idea if it were known that I'm-" Two more stallions burst out of the door. "Here."

Dusk's eyes widen as even more elements of shock course through his body. He stares in disbelief at the sudden flurry of panicked activity around him. The mare had suddenly reacted badly towards his companion, for reasons he should have known. With a sigh, he steps between the two groups, his wings flared out beside him, both his short sword and his bow clearly evident to the ponies in front of him. "I do not understand why he is your foe. Could somepony please explain, and make it slow? I have been without companion for years, for the lonely mountain I live on dashed away those who would be my peers."

Glancing back and forth between the two parties, the griffon obviously didn't want to tangle with all these ponies. Pushing him back with a wing, he called back until he got an affirmative for how far back the griffon should be. Once the griffon was safely far away, he cantered back to the other ponies, shaking his head at the odd turn-of-events this day had taken. His wings spread wide to show he wasn't hiding anything, he spoke as calmly to them as possibly, his voice mirroring the ice calm his demeanor had taken on at the hint of violence. "Please, let the peace in my eye tell you that this is not the place to die. What do you mean that Griffons are the enemy? Have we no sympathy? As I said before, I live on the mountains, where I am without war."

Still keeping his wings well away from weapons, Dusk follows the ponies complacently back into their house at their beckons. Once everypony is situated inside the house, Silver opens his mouth. But before any sound can come out, Dusk speaks up, "Would I be right in believing that the peace with the Griffons is sinking?"

Looking around at the serious faced ponies surrounding him, Dusk got the sinking feeling that he had suddenly been placed with significant company. With a heavy sigh, he explained everything from the beginning. How the griffon had hired him to find items of importance, just what those items were, and that he was to tell no one of this mission after he had received more proper orders from the Griffon High Command. He told of how the pay had seemed to be promising. And then he got to the most important piece of information, but he hesitated on this, deciding he needed to make terms with these ponies. "You must understand, I had none of this planned. I feel that you were already searching for these items, and I wish I could tell you that I have sighted them. But alas I haven't, and because of that I don't feel so gallant. But I believe I can be of assistance, if only for a small pittance."

Not one to panic, Dusk calmly stood up, silencing the other ponies. "I believe I was misunderstood, please hear me if you would. I wish to help any way I can, even if that means travelling with you throughout the land. For I feel guilty being misguided as such, and that's not something I appreciate very much." Without a moment's hesitation, he draws his sword and hastily puts it on the table before the youngest pony there. "If you truly are my sire, then my sword is your's without hire."

Jupiter couldn't believe what she was hearing, her mouth dropped open. "Lucky you- How can- Augggghh!" She glared back at him, seconds away from popping him herself. Jupiter didn't want to believe that Lucky was a coward, she really hadn't thought it to be true, but now...Now she didn't know what to think. Her father didn't say a word, neither did Silver Lance; for a few seconds everyone stayed silent. Before anyone else had a chance to speak up, a defening shockwave boomed out from the front yard. Silver, Mercury, and Jupiter were already out of their seats. Lance was the first to the window. "We've got company!" Outside on the front lawn were 14 or 15 Daggertooth Griffons. They were all dressed in jet black hooded robes; the robes were decorated with blood red emboidery. In there claws they carried thick, ironwood staffs, marked with strange foreign writtings; their faces were decorated in deep purple warpaint; a smoking crater burned in the earth in front of them.