The Corcuran Empire

Oh God, someone reminded me today that I have a blog!
I was distracted by writing about Dove.
Anyway, first thing first, so before doing anything else, new world!

The Isle of Corcura is a very special place for one important reason - it’s the only place where griffin eggs will hatch.
A full-grown griffin is a sight to behold. Even carrying a knight and armored beak to tail in thick steel, a griffin can soar through the skies, and reign death down upon whoever might require it.
Because, you see, on the back of the griffins, the people of Corcura built an empire. The island might have been small, but it was rich in ore, and there is, as any student of military tactics should know, significant value in complete air superiority.
Noone in the world had anything to match griffins. They were fast, well armored, and tended to carry archers on their backs. Great armies were left devastated and demoralised before the bulk of the Corcuran army even arrived.
The Empire of Corcura spread across two continents, and ships were being prepared to investigate the claims of  the griffin riders that there was a third.
Then came the Gorsi Rebellion - though it wasn’t much of a rebellion. Oh, armies rose, of course, and there were battles, and there was fighting, that the empire won with almost comical ease. But the real point of interest was inside the palace. A group of conspirators, led by Fiole Gorsi, quietly killed the emperor’s guards, and took the emperor Himself prisoner. An army of griffins is not much help against a palace coup.
In the following days, the emperor was executed, Fiole was named as his successor, and The Red Declaration was signed, severely limiting the power of the emperor, and giving far more freedom to the lesser lords who ruled under them.
Fiole Gorsi lived to the age of eighty, and was succeeded by his son Morie, and he by his son Puri after him.
But Puri, who rules today, is a poor emperor, more inclined to art and philosophy than to the rigorous task of running an empire. There are whispers that it would be better to replace him with a more able ruler.
Meanwhile, there is the third continent, called Ruali By the Empire of Corcura, and by a thousand different names by those who live there.
For it is a wild and savage place, with strange creatures the people of the Empire have never seen before - great serpents, half a mile long, who speak in all the tongues of man, and birds who seemed to be made of living flame. The continent is covered in a thousand scattered kingdoms, with a thousand petty kings, all vying for power. And there are wizards - people capable of things the people of Corcura would have thought impossible, of calling down lightning from the skies, or fire from the earth. Even of creating something from nothing.
Although the Gorsi dynasty has focused mainly on keeping order in its many provinces, an expedition to the continent was ordered by Morie, and so a small outpost has been created there, and the men and griffins stationed in it have begun to explore the continent, and  to trade with the nearest kingdoms for the goods they need to survive.