Devaguea gave the kitsune a shrug. "I was planning to keep a slight distance while talking, and use enough protective magic to keep safe long enough to get away if needed."<br/><br/>The young dragon gave the two guards a wave with one wing, before snapping his head up at the screams. He waited a second, thinking hard, before approaching within easy speaking range of the two guards and speaking draconic. "Hail and well met, fellow hard skins. May we converse? My companions are... disquieted about the screams."<br/><br/>diplomacy 23 (+12)