Aussir heard the flapping of wings, knowing he had attracted the attention of another of his kin. When the drake landed, he still hadn't turned to face him, not particularly in the mood to socialize. The moment he heard the drake speak, he knew he would have no choice but to do so. His original intent was to tell whoever it was to simply buzz off and mind their own business, however, upon turning and noticing the markings on the drake's wings, he realized he had attracted the attention of a [i]Harrok[/i]. [color=lightblue][i]Perfect. Just what I needed, to get the attention of a Harrok. Can this night get [b]any more[/b] worse?[/i][/color] he thought bitterly to himself. Despite his foul mood, he knew it best to keep himself civil and in check, lest he make things worse for himself. He cleared his throat, [color=lightblue]"Forgive me, Great Harrok, I did not mean to make such a ruckus at this time of night."[/color] he apologized, bowing his head in respect.

The next thing asked was something he'd have to answer truthfully, [color=lightblue]"M-my name? Well, you see...um...I..."[/color] he fumbled his words. He didn't like saying his real name, it reminded him too much of his father, so he never gave it out. But this was a [i]Harrok[/i], he had to give it, [color=lightblue]"My name is Alexander Bane, son of the famed arena Gladiator, Dragonsteel."[/color] he admitted. He lifted his head, [color=lightblue]"I was out there to try and calm myself after waking from a nightmare, as I always have. This time, I don't know...there was something more than my anger there. Whatever it was, it caused me to lose control of myself for a moment. I do apologize once again, I didn't mean to cause problems."[/color] the male explained, apologizing once again.