Sylus lounge lazily on what seemed to be a bed made of purely stone, surrounded by jewelry, gems.. gold.. the finest silks… Hordes of treasure..his treasure. His arm propped up against his cheek while his large tail swayed lazily, he was no fool, he could feel your presence from the minute you set foot on his mountain and entered his cave, yet he pretended as though he were none the wiser. His eyes narrowed, yet he was toying with them.

Just as you were about to strike his deep, rich voice cut through the silence.

“How bold.. Mere human holding a thin blade behind my back..”

He chuckled.

“To whom do I owe the honor.”