OOP: Shadow, since you didn't intro Anavren's arrival, please allow me to do so.

IP: Just as the party begins to walk into the mine, a griffon flutters to the ground, landing softly and gracefully despite the fact that it is burdened by two riders. The party easily recognizes both riders. One, a stern female elf is a griffon-rider of Rao's Den of Wolves. The second is Anavren.

Anavren leaps to the ground from the griffon's back, and bows deeply to the female elven griffon rider. Without bothering to acknowledge Anavren's bow, the emale elven rider gives a stern command to the griffon, and the griffon leaps into the air, bering the rider back to Mitrik.

Anaren quickly readies his bow and runs to join the party, taking up a position in the rear of the party. Expecting a negative reaction from the party members, Anavren smiles a mischievious smile.

"I bring news wich maybe of use to us," Anavren says, "I should share the news now rather than later in case anything should befall the party." Anavren waits to see the commotion his arrival causes before he continues with the news.
Anavren is a tall high elf with typical black hair & green eyes. He stands 5' 5" tall & weighs about 133 lbs. Anavren is dressed in forest colors, studded leather armor, helmet and buckler. He is seldom without his mighty composite shortbow in hand!