((I will go with yes then.))
I cool down a little and float into town with a :3 face, looking as adorable as a not too dangerous fish can look. I try to search for someone with a quest.
You find the population tends to ignore you, except for one grizzled old man.
"Ya looking for the somethin' t'do? *HACK* *COUGH* Well, that stinkin' beast in that cave way over thar stole a gem-encrusted steel dagger that's been in my family for generations. *COUGH* Bring it back and I'll make it worth yar while."
The old man staggers over to a bench in by a run-down fountain, and slumps down on it. He pulls out a beat-up looking flask from his coat pocket, looks at and shakes his head, muttering, "I gotta lay off the moon*hic*shine... I'm seein' *hic* things now!"
((I would've suggested Maine Coon, nicely enough))
Reyn will strike up a conversation with the nearest villagers, trying to give them advice on improving their lives.
The villagers take offense at an outsider waltzing in and telling them how to live their lives. One of them actually talks to you, voicing the general opinion.
"Who are you to tell us how to live? Have you ever considered that we're in this mess because of the overgrown lizard that keeps stealing our cattle and killing our crops? None of us here like you 'holier-than-thou' types."