He blinked, and took a moment to answer, because that was a harder question than she realized. "I am Ranarc. I am... sort of a magical creation that can go into areas were the commander shouldn't risk himself. Or be where the commander wants to be but otherwise can't. I really don't look anything like him. He is a humanoid that can turn into a dragon, or anything really, while I am stuck in this dragon form. He also has that white streak in his head fur... sorry, hair which becomes a splash of white scales on his forehead in dragon form, and his tail blades can extend from his tail. He is also about a quarter again my size when both of us are full sized."<br/><br/>He paused, and gave her a slightly apologetic look, or what he hoped was. "That was too detailed, wasn't it? Sorry, it's like you trying to describe being an elf to a halfling."