He gestured for the others to hang back, just in case as his paranoia was working overtime, before approaching the mine entrance. He glanced at the top and sides of the entrance, and grinned as he spotted the 'standard' defenses. At the voice, he took a moment, before assuming his glamour of what the Summer Knight should look like. "I am the Summer Knight, sent by the Queen of the Summer Court to seek the dwarven master craftsmen of the Iron Grotto. I come bearing Fire Flower, as requested. May I enter, or do I need know the elven word for friend?"