Devaguea smiled again as he rose, and pulled out a wide brimmed hat, with a single feather in the lining of the hat, regularly worn by swashbucklers, from the bag at his hip, and said, "I don't suppose the stories of the gold dragons being able to shift form as well are correct as well, are they? Because that form, while lovely to admire, is not suited for avoiding more dragons. Fighting off anything but other dragons, yes. If we wish to avoid the other dragons, a change is desirable."<br/><br/>He gives her a minute to transform, and then continues, "So, was there any destination in mind, other than 'away from here'? And if I am prattling on to much, please inform me, and I will shut up. I often travel alone, and have picked up the strange habit of talking to myself."