It was a young argonian man covered in his dark cloak. His skin was blue and he had a big scar over his cheek. He was watching me, observing me with his yellow shiny eyes, slowly drinking an alto wine. An ebony dagger was attached to his waist.
After a while, I wasn't able to surmount my curiosity any longer and I asked: "Who are you?"
"Krilkriful"
"Wait. Is that a dragon name?"
"Geh. It is."