Desperate, Albus tried another tack. He explained to Temenos that he was one of his own and that he had made the mountain a safe place for dragons. Unsurprisingly, Temenos did not believe the Lord, but this was as Albus expected. Lord Albus started removing his helm and armour in a brave and foolish attempt to win Temenos over. As each part was removed and tossed to the stone floor, it clattered, and the sound echoed around the cage. He stripped down so his full body could be seen in all its grotesque. There were scales on his skin from head to toe and many scars inflicted by previous attempts to tame dragons and other dangerous creatures. The effect of the scales made him look very much like some unknown creature akin to a dragon or serpent. Albus stood naked and exposed in front of the fuming vicious creature and let the gods decide his fate. Temenos inched a little closer and took a better look at the now unprotected man. It was true he did have scales like a dragon and could speak like a dragon, but he was so small, had no wings, and no fire in his belly. Temenos was taken aback, too perplexed and curious to slay the figure before him.