A black-scaled creature no taller than 3Ft stands before you. When it's dressed, it wears black leather garb that seems to indicate that it wishes to remain hidden, ungarbed, it's covered in grey scales and a thin slit between it's legs keeps it's gender in ambiguity.

Ik'it seems to yark and yak to anything that seems to cross it's path, speaking common seldomly. To anything draconic, however, is a different subject; some manner of vehement worship, or something akin to witnessing a God/Goddess in the flesh would be a likely comparison.