Hail!

A horse approached on the path to the village.

"Hail! Hail Dragon Amethyst!" Shouted the bearded man.

"I try and keep it informal around here." She winked.

"It is good to see you again Mistress of the Magma."

"And you too Siegmund. We have a new resident to our town. Do please ensure he has lodgings on the Bakers street."

Siegmund dismounted and looked at the others. "Ma'am?"

"Oh, these are just visitors." She sniffed and wiped her nose.

"You still have your cold Mistress?"

"Yes!" She grumbled. "If only the brewery could produce a half decent Whiskey." She sighed.