Devaguea grinned as he realized the guard's mistaken assumption, but also spotted an item that gave him true seeing. So he aborted the prank, and simply gave a cheeky grin and tilted his head, waiting to enter.<br/><br/>Once in, he waved cheerfully to the woman they were introduced to, even though he knew of her already. A brass dragon normarilly out of the Osirian desert, hailing from the kingdom of Rahadoum, she would give him a good view to the inner sea area if needed. Though why the inner sea bothered to come all the way to Absolam for a Taldor issue was beyond him. Most of the wouldn't care, it was too far from their areas of concern, and Taldor was famous for its dragon-hunting; he would know, he knew his 'owner' had been paid stupid amounts of gold by nobles for the privilege of hunting him. He frowned as he remembered that, and made a note to make sure to put his more... aggressive dragons on his southern most border if it ever got near that nation.<br/><br/>He followed their guide to one of the tables, seeing how many of the dragons he could identify, and how many would actually be useful.