Draiss grinned, before shrugging, though the king's question upon arrival into the throne room made him laugh, in that slightly evil laugh of someone hold multiple trump cards that were not even in the deck being used, but still legal to play. "I am Draiss Arcaniss, Sorcerer, Archmage, this form is a dragon blooded human. I go by the title, the Archdragon. And I am whole responsible for Ulden's return, getting him here, and the lovely illusions that so entertained the nobles tonight. I am approaching my fifth century of life, so perhaps you should listen, when I chose to speak. Being a king is all well and good on the power scale, but when conversing with a magic user with power comparable from the Age of Dreams, perhaps we should set formality aside. After all, there are so many breakables nearby, the throne, the tables, the walls, the castle, the city, and the plane, just to name a handful off the top of my head."<br/><br/>He smiled, and gave the king a small nod, before summoning his staff and leaning on it. "Perhaps we should have this discussion in the back room, as I tend to speak my mind, and that tends to offend people."