Happy birthday, Tib!
You are truly a noble guildmaster, guiding the Shadow Sorcerors through thick and thin, getting us to where we are today. And the mastery of Tib was nothing short of impressive!
Now, your present...
It's a phoenix! He'll fly around for you if you decide you suddenly have a craving for rum, (and you've got to be honest, when
don't you?) and he'll also be a loyal friend for you. And he's immortal! What ya gonna name him?
Be grateful. I spent all my gold on it.