He just smiled, before pulling the absolutely massive war mace off his back, and then tossing it to the side. "Best to get that out of the way. Now, I might be crazy, I might be suffering a concussion, but I am a mage, and I have a war mace that was larger than your chest. I got rid of it to protect you from IT."<br/><br/>He smiled, before leaning forward, and pulsing his aura. "And I am VERY clearly outside your pay grade."<br/><br/>He kept the pulse going as small rocks began defying gravity, and his eyes glowed with restrained power. "Why don't you go get the mayor, and the high priest or priestess of the Archdragon? I will be in that waiting room to the right of the entrance."