“Oh, Lord Lock! Something special came in for you,” said Aged Vellum, a bookseller with the typical “Hinnysmouth look” of flyaway mane, narrow muzzle, and oddly sharp forehooves shared by many of the residents. The port town had once been a trading post with Mount Aris after all, some three or four retreats to and from the sea ago. Even now, the town boasted more pegasi than any other tribe.