Yerig took in a deep breath. "Okay, if that's the plan, I'll do it." He answered, taking out the waterskin with his fire resistance potion. "Just make sure to make your first attack count if you have the element of surprise, if or when he attacks. I can protect myself from harm, at least for a while. Whether he attacks or not, I do expect he'll be willing to talk for a while. Dragons really do like to talk."

Yerig drank both the fire resistance potion, and the others Sabine had made to improve his stamina, then stepped out from behind the foliage and into the clearing. The dragon was faced towards the watchtower at the time, so he did not see Yerig immediately, which allowed the Nord to speak the first words.

"Drem yol lok, zin dovah." Yerig began, making sure he was not yet showing any signs of aggression. He had his hands clasped together in front of himself, far from the weapon on his back. 

Upon hearing Yerig's greeting, the dragon turned his body towards him. Each step from his massive form was loud enough to be easily heard by the others, even on the dirt and grass. It gave him a powerful presence, if being a dragon by itself was not enough to accomplish that. This was an older dragon, Yerig could see. In all likelihood, he was one of the earlier dragons created after Alduin. He had faint scars marking the battles he had been through, particularly on his head and near his claws. The dragon raised up his head as he looked down upon Yerig, humming a low growl. "Ahst laat? Lost fin tiid meyz?"

The dragon stared more closely at Yerig, his head inching closer. For a few seconds, he looked over Yerig critically and took in his scent before giving another, more aggressive growl. "Niid! Ni bahlaan joor! Hi kos ni fin gein Zu'u yah. Hi kos ni Dovahkiin!" 

With a glance around the area, the dragon spoke a few words: a shout. "[i]Laas-Yah-Nir[/i]" 

Immediately, the dragon's gaze went directly to the locations of Do'rhajul, then Sabine, despite both being out of sight. Regardless of whatever efforts Sabine might have made to keep them hidden, the dragon's shout had revealed them. There would be no surprising him. "Hmm? Nivahriin tafiirre. Kotin fin bex voth hi!"