"Ziezz Vramregz yeh that'd be me but no ever uses my las name jus cal me Ziezz an who might you be lille feller" Bob's eyes lit up as he ripped the letter from the little bag he was given shooting up and shoving it into Ziezz face.

"THIS IS FOR YOU!" his screeching wail startled Ziezz as he took a step back. 

"is dis from Ash?" taking the letter he looked at it gleefully he looked closely at Bob for the first time on his bag was the Trismenor family crest and the charm on his necklace was clearly elven. His wide smile spread from ear to ear Snatching Bob from the air.

"Lille friend wahs your name" 

"I'm Bob and this is beetle"

"well den my friend tonight you shall dine with the royal family and tommorow you shall return to the elven kigdom."