Indeed, the travellers were not alone. Coryn Bloodfang and his master, Basil, were here on a search for an Akail.
Coryn had been forced to live off of small creatures, as he refused to eat the food Basil had brought. He lurked in the shadows, his eyes dancing with delight at the prospect of a bigger meal.
"I hope you aren't thinking what I think you're thinking." Basil came from around the corner, slate grey dragon tail lashing in annoyance. Coryn turned to see that her lynx-like dragon ears were back. She was miffed, no doubt. "Would I do such a thing, mistress?" "Yes." The girl trotted up to him, brown hair streaming behind her. "Do I have to put a /collar/ and /leash/ on you to make you stay near?"
"I'd like to see you try."
Basil sighed in exasperation. "Could you please listen to me for the time we are here?" The bludgeon baskerville looked away, thinking. It seemed like forever and a day before he replied. "Yes, mistress. To a degree...."
The pair walked up to the travellers, Basil keeping a hand wrapped around one of Coryn's neck spikes, in order to keep him from trying anything. "'Ello there, you need any help?"