He smirked as he wandered into earshot, before laughing loud enough to be heard. "Magic protections are all well and good, but there is ALWAYS someone better."<br/><br/>He approached calmly, and nodded to the aide that had identified him, though he was off by nearly a half dozen generations. "Your aide was close to identifying me, so allow me to introduce myself. I am Draiss Arcaniss, founder of Dragon's Roost, and while I have many titles, I am rather partial to one in particular. The Archdragon."<br/><br/>He gave a slightly bow from the neck, as his four body guard constructs, back in their original armor configurations, decloaked, their large, single red optic in the middle of a ring of a dozen smaller ones, flashed balefully before they resumed their cloak.