Volenok examined the captain as he called down at him. He sighed looking at the bows of the guards and looked the captain in the eyes. "My name is Volenok, I am a dragon slayer, I bring goods and I'm hopping to find work. Though doesn't look like there are alot of dragons in these parts. . . Anyway, may I speak with the king?" He looked down at his battered armor and rubbed his hand over the surface of it.<br/><br/>He then looked into his bad and counted his scales.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">'Hmm, this should be enough for now.'</span>He then examined his gold puch, seeing that he had no need of gold at the moment he looked back up at the guard waiting for the answer to his question.