You soon find yourself walking along the bottom of a deep gorge. The sheer cliffs look hundreds of feet high and unclimbable.
Suddenly you see a huge griffin swoop down at you. You try to run, but it grabs you in it's claws (also gripping you between it's hindpaws) and carries you up to an outcrop halfway up the highest cliff. There is a small cave in the cliff edge, but it doesn't appear to go back very far. "Unless you plan on sprouting wings, you've staying here!" says the griffin in a sharp, female voice. Her large beak seems to form a smile.
"What..what are you going to do with me?" you whimper