“I see you've met Patrick of Ludlow," I replied, trying to stifle a giggle, for Tiger was thirty feet up in the shabby atrium , perched high upon a chandelier. "How long have you been up there?" "Half an hour," he answered crossly, "with only a lot of dust and the Transient Moose for company.” TigerFfordeJasper FfordePatrick Of LudlowThe Chonicles Of KazamThe Last DragonslayerTransient Moose Book:The Last Dragonslayer Source: The Last Dragonslayer