Looking to the human that had stepped in to aid him he nodded at his introduction "Zelith Nafa'rin." he said about to relieve the man of his device presuming that gripping in by the long tube like end was safe. until he came to with a sudden start struggling to fight the sleeping spell and finding his way to a sitting spot. This had rarely happened to him before a human fighting off the effects of his spells.<br/><br/>He looked at the man he had heard of people fighting off the effects. Still he was startled by the loud bang of the weapon he sniffed the air odd he had heard of powders that could ignite and create a violent explosion. He looked up there was a hole of course the device propelled a small projectile like a hand held cannon.<br/><br/>He stared him down "A spell to put you to sleep, but it seems you fought it off. Now despite your brain likely feeling as if you just woke up after drinking Dwarven Firewhiskey. Put these thoughts together; with one word I put you to sleep, with a gesture I could do far worse. Now would you like to try and control this situation any longer or simply listen and ask questions like a civil adult. And considering your about as old as a child to my race. I'm being generous calling you that." He said stepping right up before the sitting man, his staff tip pointed towards him like he had pointed the gun at his face.