[The Griffon King]

Alistair was a furry, which made Morrigan the happiest kid in camp, and Wynne saw the opportunity to tell her stories, in an attempt to make Alistair happier.
They had moved on in their journey and were heading back to Redcliffe to save Connor, Alistair was protesting returning out of shame and so they had stopped in a nearby wood for a rest. Alistair was sitting away from the rest of camp when Wynne approached him, followed closely by the Warden and Morrigan who lurked in the near distance.

"I could tell you a story?" Wynne said, approaching Alistair and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Does it have griffons in it?" Oberon shouted from the edge of Alistair's territory.

"… No." Wynne replied, not even bothering to look at Oberon.

"Then what's the point." Sulked Alistair. "Griffons are cool, cooler than wolf-people."

"You are wrong in that respect, I find "Wolf-People" quite pleasant, the issue here 'tis the fact you are a furry." Morrigan corrected.

Wynne threw her arms up in defeat. "Fine I shall tell you the story of the Griffon King."

Oberon clapped and ran to sit by the fire and listen to Wynne's story, Morrigan followed behind normally and Alistair barked in approval.

"Okay kids, this story will inspire Alistair, even with his challenging appearance, and YES it does include griffons."

The Warden raised his hand in the air to ask a question, "Yeah but are there griffons in this story?"

Wynne glared him down, and began her story.

Once upon a time there was a small lion cub with a beak that was to be envied.
The little cub was very sad because he thought he was the ugliest amongst all his brothers and sisters, their beaks had been replaced with a weird snout and they had paws and claws not talons. They would not play with him and teased the poor ugly cub. One day, he saw his reflection in the water and cried, "Nobody likes me. I am so ugly."

He decided to leave home and went far away into the woods, by this time he had grown wings and so he flew away to find a new life of isolation.

Deep in the forest, when winter set in, the poor ugly lion cub found a Queen who took the lion-cub home, because she knew the truth, this was a baby griffon.

"FINALLY." The group listening to the story exclaimed, the griffons had arrived.

"Look you little shits, I set a boy on fire I WILL do it again if you interrupt my story." Wynne growled, which instilled silence into the audience. "ANYWAY…." She continued.
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But the griffon remembered how everyone made fun of him and he bent his head down in shame, he must be the only ugly griffon in the world, but he looked out of the window and he saw the love of his life, another griffon. He married the other griffon that he saw out of the window, the wedding was extravagant the Queen who had taken in the griffon proclaimed him the "Griffon King" and the ceremony took place in the forest surrounded by natural light and all sorts of woodland creatures surrounding the beautiful couple.

Just as the ceremony was being wrapped up, the "I do"s were nearly done, the lions arrived. They slaughtered the lambs first, then the deer. The griffon king knew he had to save his knew wife, he flapped his wings and went to attack the lions.

"You never belonged" hissed the lion, the griffon had grown up with him and his mane and grown, but not as great as the griffon's wings.

"Yet you do not belong here!" The griffon growled back, his talons ripped into the lion and tore out the heart. He showed this to the other lions, and scared them off, and turned towards his soon-to-be-wife in triumph.

And as he turned he saw his wife, her heart was on the woodland altar and her wings were torn to shreds, those who had betrayed him surrounded her body, and those who betrayed him were the badgers. From this day he swore revenge.

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"And that," Wynne concluded, "is why the griffons and Grey Wardens joined forces."

The audience, which had grown to include Leliana and Sten.
"Terrible story." Sten said.
"Yeah… it made no sense. Your stories that include griffons suck. Maybe you should tell more stories that don't include griffons." The Warden said, standing up and dusting the twigs off his legs.

"But the moral of the story is that Alistair will find somewhere to fit in, it does not really matter about his looks." Wynne tried to explain.

"His wife was terribly murdered and he spent most his time WORRYING about his looks rather than accepting them." Oberon countered.

"He eventually accepted his looks though and then he found his love." Wynne was getting angry. "Fine. I'll tell another story."

"Does it have griffons in it?" Oberon asked, excited and his eyes lit up.

Wynne then proceeded to grounded everyone and the whole group spent two days apologising to Wynne, Alistair eventually accepted his new appearance and then they all moved onto Redcliffe Castle to save Connor. Even though they were a week behind schedule.