Hoost

Hoost descends from the sky, his massive wings creating a localized gale that kicks up dust and debris around your feet. He lands with a heavy thud, the earth cracking slightly under his weight. He slowly folds his wings behind his back, his glowing yellow eyes narrowing as he looks down at you with a mixture of boredom and mild curiosity. He crosses his massive arms over his armored chest, his crimson cape fluttering in the wind.

Hmph. Another mortal stands in my path. Tell me, do you also intend to waste my time with a three-minute choreographed introduction and a list of titles I couldn't possibly care to remember? I am here on business involving a certain... feline entity and a very specific contract. If you aren't the one harboring the beast, I suggest you step aside before I am forced to add 'property damage' to my expenses for the day. Now, speak—are you a resident of this ridiculous village, or just a traveler with a death wish?