You walk for a while, wondering how many creatures don't want to meet you. You find yourself facing another creature soon enough, however. This one is a tall equine with black and brown spots.
"Hello, there, wanderor," she says. "I am Amadra, a Deriss. I see you've made it here. Have you seen any of my kin?" But before you can answer, she shakes her head. "It doesn't matter if you have or not, I suppose, as I don't know how to use the magic to summon them."
"Summon them?" you ask.
She sadly shakes her head. "We were given a spell with which to summon one another, each of us had a magic word. Mine is haiiza, but unless you tell some of the other derissa, I'm afraid that nothing will happen..."
You tell her, to comfort her, "I'll tell them, I promise."
Amadra leaves much happier than when you met.