Devaguea gave a shrug, before frowning at her knowledge of how long she had been dead. That means she died when he was still heading north through the River Kingdoms, before that soothsayer had beaned him in the head with a sack of gold. He shook his head. "No, I have been like this for my life. I do know the crystal is because the... 'being' that was responsible for my 'upbringing' implanted it in an attempt to harvest elemental energy. If there is anything else off with my appearance, I am afraid I have no idea why. Perhaps elemental deficiency resulted in my unusual appearance?"<br/><br/>He gave another shrug as he finished, before asking. "Is there a dragon government? I would be delighted to have someone more experienced to talk to about some of my ideas, as well as ask questions more relevant on a personal level."<br/><br/>After a few more questions, other advisors began to drift in, alone or in pairs, taking a seat at the table to ask their own questions. While he would love to ask questions until she ran him off, only to come back later and do it again, he did take a break to let her eat, and discuss what they had learned. Finally, he asked the obvious question. "While I would love to offer you a job working to help keep the peace around my territory, I suspect you have other responsibilities to take care of. But after those are done, would you be willing to come back and assist in helping maintain the peace around here? Oh, and if those responsibilities take you to other dragons, let them about us too. I can work with just about anyone."