"Ah." Aohdei replied markedly. Looking the monstrous creature up and down, he rather slowly said,
"How long will this last, exactly? Again, time and place are rather bad for this particular situation." He punctuated his statement by gesturing to the general direction of The Archdemon Mage. Following up, he asked, "Do you happen to know a certain Pale King? Also goes by Ro'ahdyeszga, and is the self proclaimed lord of flame, not that anyone disputes the title. I used to be of his service, and I heard tell of a wandering Draconic Lord who possessed deep wisdom and knowledge, more so than even the most ancient Wyrm should own."
Shaking his surprise off, Aohdei stood, still dwarfed by the beastly figure. Extending a hand, as was human custom, he introduced himself, "Rylzyr, you know me as Aohdei, but then my other titles might not mean a lot to you. As for you Aoloadh'xez, I am Aohdeiisideus, Fifth Prince of Ember in the line of the Great Flame, Liege to The Pale King of Berrassus and Coermanth, holder of the Crumbling Keep of Berrassus. Nice to meet you."