[Maikan]

An Athlyk girl? ... *ponders this* Well I can certainly--

*turns as they are interrupted and gasps at the winged...creature that arrived; eyes narrows as he stands in front of Serra, not hearing her address the stranger or ask if he'd like a refreshment. Under his cloak, he suddenly draws a hand with four sharp daggers held between fingers and speaks demandingly*

Who are you?? State your name and your business here, immediately!!