You suddenly find yourself staring face-to-face with a medium-sized dragoness with blood-red scales. She looks deeply relieved to see you!

By the great gods, finally. Look, I know you probably don't remember me, and this is probably going to come as a surprise, but... I'm your steed. You're my rider. We're soul-bound. Don't you dare run away; I did not search a thousand years just to have you run screaming. We're in this together for good this time. That's a promise.