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<li data-xf-list-type="ul">His confirmation of her suspicious only roused her curiosity. Dragons could be difficult creatures. To obtain anything from them meant that an individual had either gained their trust or they had, somehow, been able to slay the dragon. There was a strange aura about this man, something that went beyond him. Perhaps it was he whom that spiritual presence was attached to? That made him all the more interesting in the eyes of the Dragon Queen. Could he have been powerful enough to slay a dragon? Perhaps. He seemed easy going enough, the kind of person who could attract the attention of a dragon like herself - one who was interested in humans. Ranis had become so withdrawn into her own mind that she almost didn't notice how close the man was to her now.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4000bf">"Stop that now,"</span> Ranis said, playfully pushing his shoulder. His flirting was welcome, obviously something that she was taking kind to. Then again, as a dragon, such comments that stroked her ego made her happy. She was beautiful, she was good looking, and she was powerful. Compliments, flirting, those were welcome thing. Touching and anything physical? That was a whole separate matter. As the bottles were placed in front of her, she took the first and examined it. She knew not what it was, but she knew that it smelled strong. Ranis took the glass she had been given and filled it, then, she turned and filled Naolin's glass as well. Ranis quickly emptied the contents of her glass into her mouth, and sighed with content. Because of the feeling it had going down rather than it affecting her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4000bf">"Ranis Zaberisi,"</span> she said plainly. The look in her eye told a different story though. She was studying him, his features, and searching for some sign of recognition from him. Would he know her name? Would anyone else here recognize the name? Even if they did, she doubted that any of them would care. This was the middle of a no-man's-land, a place where the poor and downtrodden resided. The people, the environment, the creatures that stalked this area were hostile. One wrong word, one wrong move, and trouble could come pouring down on you harder than the rain could fall. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4000bf">"Would you be so kind as to give me your name as well,"</span> she said as she turned to refill her glass.[/list:u][/list:u]</li>
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