"There is no way that your denying that your a dragon! I can see it in your eyes! Besides that there was a rumor about a dragon that had left the infamous castle of Hildare for reasons unknown." The crowd whispered under their breath.

[color=9e0b0f]Even if I was a dragon, why would you even attempt to fight one. We all know that dragons have a tendency to kill those who attack them but when they do it's usually quite painful from the stories I've heard from groups of travelers and what does my name have to do with anything. Deartháir an phacáiste! Ná leag lámh ar anub! Tá sí ar ár taobh!"[/color] He barked to the shifter, his head turned towards him while his eyes remained on the group in front. 

"Why do you refuse to tell us your name then, hm?" The man grinned as many other people agreed. Some agreed because they started to believe the one spouting lies while others just wanted them to leave Zhar'Ryk and his group alone. After a long pause and the rollof the eyes he answered.

[color=9e0b0f]"Zhar'Ryk..."[/color] The name caused some in the crowd to run, including some of the man's companions while he stood there with fear in his eyes before knocking the blade away from his mouth and came charging into Zhar'Ryk, who promptly swatted him away with the blunt side of the weapon. The man flew into a cart next to them and before passing out said "Zhar'Ryk...The...Infernal....Dragon..." This caused Zhar'Ryk, who knew only that he was non-human and had put his blade away, went over to the unconscious man and shook him. [color=9e0b0f]Zhar'Ryk the Infernal!? YOU THINK IM THAT MONSTER!? Just because I have the same name doesn't mean that I am that merciless wretched wyrm!"[/color] He let go of the limp body and turned to see Dune, the shifter he met not to long ago, moving in towards a girl with daggers. Quickly he made his way over to Dune and stood between him and the girl. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Dune lo! Keja anub yei! J'o....uhhhh....J'o hue Dune! Réiteach mo chara. Ná seo a dhéanamh, le do thoil."[/color]