No distance within eyeshot of a Dragon was truly a safe distance, so seeing a few of the fleeing mass stopping and turning around to gawk at the beast, Greham decided to go on a few more paces before stopping to watch the mad few.  They consisted of the Crystaline entity, a couple of elves and what appeared to be a burly guard who seemed to wish to be glued to the side of his obvious charge.  The whole thing panged of a group in the making.<br/>There seemed to be a dispute, apparently, the Shardmind seemed to be able to communicate to the Dragon who had uncomfortably cast it's gaze in their direction.  One Elf seemed to wish to encourage a talkative resolution, while the other seemed for it, but looked far more interested in running like most people would.<br/><br/>Greham stepped towards the group.<br/>"You're negotiating with a sword coming down to take off your head.  Let the beast have it's way and raze that miserable town,  a few score nobodies aren't going to be missed."  He said as he got closer, keeping a watchful eye on the beasts tyrade.