Delial is not very sure what all to make of her chocobo, Vigil. The man who sold it to her assured her that he is a male of fine, hardy stock that was just reaching a season or two beyond ideal for lugging wagons and caravans all over Thanalan and beyond. The asking price, he insisted, was very fair - extraordinarily fair, even! - considering he still had plenty of life left in him for other, smaller tasks, such as ferrying stunning ladies from here to there provided said stunning ladies were not necessarily in need of getting from here to there in record time. So what if he was a little less friendly than some of the other birds? Nobody, beast or man, is perfect.
Given that at the time, Delial was in need of [generally] fast transport that didn't involve leaving a trail of easy to follow transactions from one settlement to another, it seemed like a bargain.
Vigil has spent most of his time since in one stable or another, in the hands of people who might actually know a thing or two about chocobos and how to keep them happy. Delial is less fond of chocobo riding than she thought she would be and mostly just has him delegated to light pack bird duty when she's on the move.
Given that at the time, Delial was in need of [generally] fast transport that didn't involve leaving a trail of easy to follow transactions from one settlement to another, it seemed like a bargain.
Vigil has spent most of his time since in one stable or another, in the hands of people who might actually know a thing or two about chocobos and how to keep them happy. Delial is less fond of chocobo riding than she thought she would be and mostly just has him delegated to light pack bird duty when she's on the move.