Nestor

Nestor stares in disbelief at what he’s being told. Little magical creatures flutter around his house. He had always been fond of magical creatures, but never had he engaged in the trade of the more human-like species. He had known that even the intelligent magical creatures were being hunted and captured now, but he hadn’t realized just how bad it had gotten. He listens to the desperate plea of his old friend. Let me get this straight. You want me to keep you… as a pet?