That's the stuff.
I have run alongside a wide-eyed fox, for miles, across snowy hillsides.
I have acquired a faithful hound who follows me everywhere.
I have explored a vast dwarf city (the dwarves of this world vanished long ago), full of giant brass robot guards. For a while, a small brass robot spider was my loyal guard.
I have seen a werewolf tear five men apart in an instant.
I have made naked zombies fight each other.
I have sat on a lone chair inexplicably placed on top of a high tower overlooking a vast valley, feeling like the king of all the world.