"The Beast shows his face!" Drajhan exclaimed, a wide grin showing on his maw. "Oh, come now. You didn't think I was actually going to hurt you, did you? As long as you are honest and forthright with us, there is nothing to fear." The dragonborn dispelled his hex on the former cat and dropped his blade on the ground before approaching. "My only fear was that my allies would not understand my intention and would rush to my defense. Luckily for you, Sir Kitty, I decided to test their reactions mid-breakfast, which I must say is a terrible time to test one's reactions. They performed as well as I could expect." 

Drajhan stepped towards the druid and held out his hand, an offering to shake. "You must forgive me. We have little reason to trust someone who refuses to show their true form, despite this somewhat comfortable abode you brought us to. I had asked for introductions much earlier, and you declined. That speaks to me of either a very private individual, or one who has aught to hide. As you have now shown us what I assume is your true form, I shall further assume that you are of the former persuasion, rather than the latter. However..."

Drajhan flicked his wrist and the blade reappeared in his left hand, its point down towards the ground in a defensive stance. "...You still have yet to formerly introduce yourself. So perhaps we should start over. My name is Caerziros Drajhan, Baron and Vindicator of the Southern Coasts. I fight for my Patron and my people. Tell me your name, honorable feline, so I can use it instead of calling you 'Kitty.' Unless, of course, that is the name you prefer." Drajhan continued to hold his right hand forward in a greeting, his eyes glancing between his own outstretched hand and that of the druid opposite him.

[@The Harbinger of Ferocity]