I emerged from the tavern  to see some stranger dangrously close to Aries my pegusus. I quickly ran over to her calming her as i did. "Easy now my lady its a Pegasus they may be in a horse body but she has the intelligence of any other being." I turned to her. I looked at my mount Aries, then stroked her main. She whimmed a series of sounds most people wouldn't understand.  It took a very skilled linguist to understand the language of a Pegasus. Or in my case someone who had raised her from a foul, "she says she's grateful for the food but next time you approach one of her kind you should bow first, only her friends are allowed to approach without bowing." I stroked her again and began to pet her wings to sooth her insulted soul, out of the two of us she was the more honourable one and i cared for her deeply. In fact i cared more for Aries than i cared for myself. "Now my lady," i paused turning too  her "Is there some way  we can be of service to you?" I assed her coldly, clearly she was clearly durid. To me it seemed strange to see her kind this deep into the city, but then again who was i to talk. I was a half angel of death-half were-wolf, who's only companion was a Pegusus who was rejected by her mother at birth. Then of course there was the whole body guard for the hieghest bidder thing so i guess i shouldn't judge really.