Mountains are dangerous places, and Mount Ezrir more then most. The Aerie of the Devil of the Mountain is found here, an Eagle of diabolic origin and nature.
A snipped line here, a dropped rock there, and a hopeless fall ensues. No griffon he, but illusions mask his beak and talons, and he fears naught but magic,fire and silver.
Rumors of gold and more, spoken on the wind draw the greedy to their doom.
A precious bauble, openly shown, and his name spoken with authority may allow audience, but his caution knows few limits.