Draiss sighed, before shaking his head. "After all the beyonders I have fought, I consider myself lucky that having an odd speech and thought pattern is all I am cursed with. Draiss Arcaniss, Archdragon, God of Choice."<br/><br/>He gave the man a good shake, not trying to test him, he didn't have to, simply using a firm, steady grip and a level, warm smile. After the hand shake, he looked back at the elites, and smirked. "So, perhaps we could get some cooperative war games set up at some point? Cross service training programs? Since we are on the same side?"