Gilbert gave apologetic look on Ehren, he needs him a explanation likewise as he saw he was hurt that he had deceived Ehren all this along.<br/><br/><em>Sigh, it seems all comes to end now. One way or another.</em><br/><br/>He had enjoyed his status as Tolbar Tips in the group, just be a bard and chronicler. Nothing more. But it seems destiny had woven him a different role in things it seems and there is no longer turning back to old ways.<br/><br/>He had showed the ring on the four guardian dragons, impressed by the security of the tomb. He curiously looked upon the old man who sat behind the desk, and saw the glimmer of disapproval glance towards him which he had seen thousands upon thousand times in his life time since he realized what that stare meant.<br/><br/><em>He sees straight through my illusion.</em><br/><br/>Unaware what the old man is exactly besides guardian or keeper of the crypt somesort, as Rose had been silent along the journey. When the old man made his question Gilbert replied; "Well, she is forceful but I came along willingly because I owed to my siblings a explanation; simply the truth. Also what she says she may have need of my skills, if I would had been unwilling to lend them I would had never came to Garados. What comes to taking the mantle and such, I cannot say as I do not know responsibilities in detail what comes with it. But if those responsibilities include someway protect and improve Garados I am in. But I would wish remain unknown as a heir, a reason which you already may guess but my siblings do not know it yet."<br/><br/>Tolbar Tips now turns on Rose and others who were still sitting, giving them a melancholy expression along with small smile he says to them; "Tolbar Tips is alias I created years ago, with specific purpose to conceal who or more specifically<em>what</em>I am. So outside the crypt and among other people who do not know my true identity; please continue call me Tolbar Tips as I would not want spend another decade weaving deception all over again to create new alias. But now I reintroduce myself to you with my real name and form. I hope I do not miss too much my time when you knew me<em>only</em>as Tolbar Tips."<br/><br/>Tolbar moves his hand towards his strawhat, which he had always worn someway or another. Tolbar takes hold on the edge of the hat and pulls it off from his head. He keeps hat off around three or more seconds off from his head but concealing his face, then his whole form starts blur as if rising from surface of water. His clothes do not change much, only taking more darker look and polished. in his waist no longer was a knife but a scimitar in white leather scabbard with charging golden lion at side of it. The sheat brightly contrasted with the black fine leather clothing he weared. At first he appeared to wear somekind wide thick red leathery belt with no buckle but illusion was soon broken when he untangled his tail which squirmed in his waist and straightened out to full impressive four feet long length! A clearly demonic tail with the scales and tip of the tail being roughly heartshaped.<br/><br/>His hands had become a lot younger, delicate but also tips of fingers had short black claws. Unusable to melee combat but clearly another sign of demon or demonblood. Then he lowered the hat which had kept it's normal appearance and revealed his face. He had fiery mix of red and orange hair, silky smooth. His skin was perfect porcelain in color and face had been woven all classic romantic ideals of manly beauty, fitting to foreign land handsome prince category. But there was more; his eyes were vibrant amethyst in color which shined faintly perhaps red on edges. But there was pair of short but sturdy horns at sides of his head. He was a<em>tiefling</em>! A fiendspawn! One most widely despised remains of the war long time ago where Gaius fought against fiends.<br/><br/>He then coughs few times, as if get something off from his throat and then spoke with voice which carried only echo of Tolbar's voice; this voice was much more younger and clear, naturally huskier with sensual smoothness to it; "I am Gilbert Dhae'khul, firstborn of Gaius Talonious. My mother when she married to Gaius was known as Birgite Goldblade. But her true name, the one which broke Gaius heart almost to madness, was Calish Dhae'khul, mistress of Fortress of Dark Tear. Pleased to meet you all." Gilbert made a attempt in smile, but truth told he was so nervous that what he meant as mild smile turned to nervous grin and in end hold his hat of disguise by both hands in front of him like a shield but as quite useless one if any of siblings decided to slash at sight of him. At best get the poor hat torn apart. However his eyes showed no mirth.....but unmasked sadness.