"Dragonkin. full breed at a guess." He said stretching and then he lauged at the shanwoman. "Really? then you are no shanman at all. maybe, in time you'll learn." he tilted his head "So what was he running from, and why can't we call it here?" he asked, and then touched a plate on his arm, a glowing blade of incandescent plasma formed. "lets see how tough he is when medevil lance meets high energy plasma blade."