Riad just watched the whole goings on from his spot on the edge of the room, watching the, apparent, princess. His head was tilted slightly to the side like a curious house pet would do, and his hands gently drummed against his legs. His eyes and ears were for the girl only, at the moment at least, failing to notice anyone else besides the wolf. He vaguely remembered it yelling at him, but at the time had been distracted by its fur. Its fur would be a great ingredient for a spell, maybe. Its whole hide would be nicer but that might upset the white-dressed girl, so if Riad ever used any part of the beast, the fur would have to do.

Once it was announced that they should form groups, Riad made his way over by the wolf, standing just out of lunging range, but communicating he was with them. When many people entered, and the wolf was sent outside, however, he happily planted himself at the edge of arm's reach of the woman, before speaking, his voice fairly quiet. [b]"I'm with this person."[/b] He indicated towards Marianne with his head. [b]"I can stop any critter that'd make the mistake of attacking us with a touch, and make illusions."[/b] He made a little grin, and his eyes gleamed at the thought of sending creatures down the spiraling pits of pain and agony.

His mind then switched to food. That was something he needed more of. These people looked rich enough, but hadn't even brought up food yet. Maybe they all ate before they came. Maybe he should bring up the subject of food? And maybe some clothes. The short, bent man knew he looked like a street urchin, which he didn't like, but it was just all dirt and grime. Reaching up he rubbed at some of the scales on his neck, they felt cold, and it took Riad a moment to realize his entire body, in fact, felt fairly cold. He would have to fix that later, maybe pickpocket a few more individuals and buy a jacket or two.