The Dragon King gave the blue a moment to gather her wits, before sighing in amused vexation at FINALLY being asked the obvious question. "That is a very good question. The who is easy, and has already been answered. What is a far more... nuanced question, and some of it I simply do not trust you enough to answer. All I can say is that I knew neither of a my parents, and the being responsible for my... 'upbringing,'" and his angry rumble as he used that word no doubt let her know that he had been neither friendly nor happy toward the individual, "failed to secure relevant information about them. And all of my inquiries have gotten me with is loss of investment and silence. Clearly of gold dragon descent, but sadly little else I can determine."<br/><br/>Devaguea did blink as he suddenly remembered that his bard knew legend lore, and could possibly give answers. After all, he was clearly not of single racial stock, and an agreement between two very different races for a child could, in fact, be considered legendary. But otherwise his own attempts to get answers to his heritage had returned nothing. "Any other questions, or shall we begin the interview for position of administrative overseer of Pridemoore?"