Jareth started his tale. "The king and queen are my parents. There names are Glaucus and Eurynome respectively. My father and mother ruled this land for around 20 years before I left in search of help. My older sister Bellerophon was supposed to be the one to leave, as she was a woman, no offense Cleyandra." He said.
"None taken." shrugged Cleyandra. "Things have changed in 300 years."
"True enough, but she was supposed to go none the less. I went in her place because I am the oldest. What I didn't know was the night I left, the witch was going to attack the castle. As I was flying away on my griffon," he pulls out a feather "I came to realize that I really didn't know where I was going other then west."
"A griffon feather?!?" exclaimed Cleyandra, taking the feather from Jareth's hand. "Oh my gosh, I have only seen this in books."
"Wait, a real griffon feather? Not something made to look the part?" Braxlin was skeptical.
"Yes, a real griffon's feather." Jareth answered. "From a real griffon. Like I said, I could prove it. Now, back to my story; when I finally realized that I had no clue where I was going I stopped for a while to ask around. Everyone told me the same thing, there is no such place. But I knew that it had to be there, it was my only hope. So I left the town and kept going west." He pointed to a trail on the map that headed west from the haunted mountain. "I traveled for a good week, looking and gathering information. There was almost no information available."
"I had finally decided that there was no 'Circle of Stones' to be found. On my last flight around the area," he pointed to the only place on the up-to-date map that was still unexplored, "I found what I was looking for. The circle."
"But that's only about a two day walk from here, why haven't you been there before now?" Cleyandra asked.
"Like I said, I got lost." Jareth stated, like that would explain it all.
