Dralisk Den

In this room, more a rough cave at the end of a dark corridor lit only by a few flickering glows, a golden creature lies in a huge basket-like box. It is filled with sand and she blinks warily at any strangers who happen to enter. And eventually, should she deem them worthy she will speak to them, telling them of Dralisks and offering them the chance to impress one of her young.

"Dralisks are a product of the FGPC though it is said that Litor made a mistake in our creation. Not all of us can speak, usually only the golds and bronzes can communicate with creatures other than our own kind. We impress much like dragons and fire lizards do though and are as loyal as any canine to his master.

"If you would like to try your hand at impressing one of my young I must first warn you that you must promise to give them a good home. Dralisks are live born despite the first of us being hatched from genetically engineered eggs and so each of my young has bonded first to me. Once they pass that bond on to you it can always come back to me should they feel they are mistreated.

"Make sure your Dralisk has a comfortable place to live and someone with which to bond. They will wander back to their mother if they feel neglected.

"Well? If you would like to try reach into the basket and pull out a Dralisk, you will know as soon as your hand touches hide whether the Dralisk accepts you or not."