An honourable warrior who lost his way
Searching for something unknown to him
*You wade through the tanle of undergrowth, your footsteps the only thing that can be heard in the silence of the forests. You don't know why you came here, there could be all sorts of strange petpets or evil bandits waiting to attack you.
Something moves ahead of you and you peer around the gnarled trunk of a tree in front of you. In the long shadows cast by the few rays of sunlight you see a hulking figure. The creature turns around and you can see golden eyes narrowed at you. It moves, and the form resolves into a mutant Gelert, twice as large as a regular one with bulging muscles. From his waist hangs a belt and scabbard, though it looks dirty an unused, and the hilt of the sword looks like it hasn't been touched for a long time.*
Don't be scared, traveller. I'm just a normal pet. I used to be the captain of the guards in this kingdom, but one day the castle was attacked and I found I couldn't touch my sword. I don't know what it is, but I suspect it has something to do with the witch I met the day before. She was apparently working for the king, but I'm not so sure. He's still alive, though, so I'm not sure what to think.
Ever since that day I've been disgraced, and I still can't touch any weapon. My paws won't obey me. I'm useless to the kingdom now, so I have to find the witch and make her release me from this curse. If I can't do that then I have nothing to live for. My job is my life, so I have to search until I find her. If you want I can guide you out of the forest. You want to go alone? That's fine, good luck.
You helped me find my way. A true friend.