The Fog On the Table Flats

Asp Dalton was looking out the window of a seventh floor room of the Bartelzoff Arms, his wife was filing her claws.  The evening fog was beginning to drift up the canyons below the Tablelands.  It was a peaceful and pleasant scene but something was bothering Asp.  Something was not right, he was starting to feel queasy and he knew it was not something he ate.  He continued looking for something of significance, some oddity which was possibly causing his unease.
It was while he was looking at a grove of evergreen trees towards the Southwest, he saw a blurring and twisting as if an invisible lens had refracted the image.  He sat down on the cushioned window seat with an instantly throbbing head,

"Maureen, could you give me the Iseing Stone, I think I've just seen a Lagamor."

"Hmmm," Maureen paused in her task to scrutinize one set of meticulously lacquered digits. " "Hmmm," she eventually concluded. Still a bit rough around the edges

Frowning, Asp turned to look at her. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Mmph," acknowledged Maureen, trimming down a stubborn thumbnail.

"A Lagamar."

Maureen brushed away a minuscule pile of nail dust. "What?"

"That's what I just saw."

"Huh?" Maureen gave him a blank stare. "What thing?"

"Lagamor," Asp answed impatiently.

"What?"

Asp sighed deeply. "I thought I saw a Lagamor out there."

"Oh. Right," Maureen muttered, nodding vaguely.  Then she added. "Maybe I should switch brands, go with Pearlie Pixie-Brite instead of Mesmerize Vamp Sparkle."

Asp bristled indignantly. "You haven't got the slightest clue of what I've just been saying."

"Do to."

"Then tell me about it."

"Out there.  You saw some...uh...big elk critter."

"Not Lagamire!" snapped Asp, exasperated, "Lagamor!"

Maureen pursed her mouth skeptically. "You been having one of  those weird food-induced visions again?  I think it's about time you start a diet consisting of wholesome green goodness and not that greasy spoon garbage."

"I knew you weren't paying any attention," Asp harrumphed as he left to go get his kit bag.

And the Wind City floated along above the land, on towards what lay ahead.