The beast hissed it's tongue, but nodded it's head in agreement, echoing his given name. "Alriiccc.. Tiss an odd name, but it will do, Janissssa of the Kingsss palassse. He drew himself up a little, and she realized he wouldn't be far short of her height if he stood, rather than crouching before her cage, though even that was a head shorter than most of the other brutes. "I am not -afraid- of you, Janisssa. You are behind the bars, and I doubt you have magicssss assss powerful asss ourssss. I do not tell you my name for it isss in our tongue, and you would not be able to ssssay it, and because I am one of your captorssss.... Not supposed to be your friend, I isssn't."<br/><br/>His chest drooped a bit and he settled into the more natural, crooked pose that suited his curving spine. "You are alive becausse we are not here for food. You may be of usssse alive, and we do not need you dead." He shrugged his shoulders, though, and looked around the camp a bit. It was clearing, by now; at night the lizards were quick to bed. "I do not know beyond that, I hold no rank among my companions."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>