Supreme Speaker of the Council, Andar.
It was said that this old man was one of Tarlonnd's most ancient dragons, a "Primordial Dragon" who had been active since before the ancient Chaos of the Counter-Tide and had survived to the present day.
Long before coming to Tarlonnd, Gawain had crammed a great deal of knowledge about this nation from Melita, including basic introductions to Tarlonnd's highest-ranking figures. Thus, he was no stranger to the name "Andar." He also knew one thing—this "Primordial Dragon," who looked like a frail old man in his twilight years, rarely left the Council's deep chambers. Even over the past full millennium, the number of times he had left those chambers could be counted on one hand.
Perhaps because of his extreme age, he normally rested in his "throne" in dragon form. For him to personally come out to receive them today, and even specifically assume Human Form, was enough to demonstrate the speaker's attitude.
Realizing that this was a gesture of respect, Gawain immediately responded with matching solemnity. "It is an honor to meet you, Speaker. On my way here, I have already seen it—Tarlonnd is a truly incredible nation. I believe this journey through Tarlonnd will leave a very deep impression on me."
Speaker Andal smiled kindly and turned slightly, making an inviting gesture. After Gawain stepped forward to follow, the old man said with a smile, "It has been many, many years since we formally invited outsiders here—aside from the occasional 'wanderer' who arrived in this land by accident, the last formal visitor I remember came many millennia ago. At that time, the rulers of the Loren Continent were still a species with three pairs of limbs..."
"The previous era of civilization." Gawain looked at the speaker and smiled as well. "Then that