Tucknee

Clan Balmoral was no stranger to the arrival of new companions, even ones who appeared as mysteriously as Sirius and Tucknee, who had turned up out of nowhere on a morning when fog shrouded even the spire of the Cathedral from view.

Sirius immediately settled into the clan's magical circles, revealing an immense affinity for barrier magic and thus making him a firm friend with fellow magician Freed. Tucknee, however, was a bit more of a loner. He was a messenger, and once he had found a set of satchels large enough to carry everything he needed, he was rarely seen on the ground. Instead he flew thousands of miles around Sornieth along with his beloved Mainecoon tucked safely into the largest bag, carrying diplomatic scrolls, friendly letters, offers of sanctuary or apprenticeship and even a few stray recruitment posters for the Serthis Army with him. He knew how to use his bulk to his advantage, and it was a rare and monstrous creature that could outmatch him in size, especially in the air.

Tucknee takes great pride in his perfect delivery record, and to date has only mislaid one item - a scroll of invitation to the Fifty-Seventh Starfall Isles Hunger Games, which was forgotten at the bottom of his satchel in the celebration of Majestas' return from exile. His cat was very good for a day or so, and then shredded it into a bed.

Tucknee's cat goes by the unimaginative name of "Cat", and may not actually be a feline. It is about the same size as Unity, and a dragon-sized cat is not somethng to be faced with levity.