There's a bit of surprise from the guards at Irovetti's pavilion, at the appearance of a dragon, but it's more initial reaction, as they both nod to him, once the shock wears off. "Welcome, the King is awaiting your presence," they said, stepping aside, and allowing him into the fog-filled, gray entrance. A DC 23 Arcana or Spellcraft check would reveal this to likely be the entrance to an extra-dimensional space.<br/><br/>Inside, the interior of the royal pavilion stands in sharp contrast to its relatively plain exterior. Lush red carpets cover the ground and a dais supporting a carved and gilded chair evoke the feel of a throne room, while a haphazard collection of pedestals bearing sculptures and mounted paintings of wildly varying quality and realism suggests a strange sort of art gallery. A small raised stage supporting numerous large musical instruments sits to one side of the pavilion.<br/><br/>Seated atop the carved and gilded throne is a handsome, muscular, dark-haired man in deep red velvets. A crown sits comfortably on his brow and an elegant cloak drapes his shoulders. His belt is thick with tools, weapons, and pouches, bespeaking an adventuring lifestyle not completely left behind. He also carries two strange pieces of equipment. The first and most impressive is a long staff of unusual metal, one end of which is fitted with thin blades and a spike that periodically shift and move with a soft whirring noise. The second is a thin, short rod of strange metal with a single spike at the end. Small, circular lights periodically flash along the length of this rod.<br/><br/>His eyes light up, as he spots the unusual tauric pair, and he breaks into a delighted grin, sitting up and clapping his hands for attention. “My most illustrious guests! I am so eternally and unendingly happy to see that you have safely arrived. Come, my pretties, bring refreshment for these weary travelers—whether by magic or by mare’s shank, traveling is thirsty work! Drink with me to our continued success and the bonds of brotherhood and friendship that shall be ours.” He seems to be looking over<em>both</em>of them with a fair bit of naked lust, but a DC (... wow.)<strong><em>41</em></strong>Sense Motive can sense his true intentions behind it.