“Thank you good sir!” Arma beamed at the Draik that wrote down his name. The first thing he noticed was the Scorchio. He looked rather imposing but seemed a bit too overdressed for his taste. All that armor and then wielding that big heavy sword would certainly slow someone down.

Arma was about to say something but a snarl caught his attention. Looking down he saw a bright orange creature with blue fur peeking out from below a purple Ixi. The creature had a cautious glare at him and he knew enough to know that snarl was a warning.

“Woah, that’s a cool looking… partner?” He said obviously a bit puzzled. Not knowing what exactly to call the gallion. Backing off a bit from the hostile petpet he continued. “I’ve never seen something like her before. What’s her name?”
 
Arma’s head snapped up when the Draik mentioned food. “A feast? I’d like to eat first please!”