Xefr grins, and seems amused. "Yes, thank you Grand Priest. Knowledge is important..." The dragon's voice trails off, as it becomes more distant. It is like he now speaks to himself more than anybody else, "...yet with too much, it becomes a heavy burden, never to be lifted..." Xefr then snaps back to the actual conversation, and his voice goes back to normal as he redresses Ezheansayn, "And while I would like to know more about your religion and its beliefs some other time, right now Rysannox is right. Politics are an annoying matter, but they do exist for a reason, like all other things. Now then..."
The golden eyes turn to Rysannox, "I'm sure your explorer already told you this, but I do not represent anybody besides myself. I am a wanderer, not a Lord, but I believe I can provide advice. The Dragons from my native land prefer to keep to the areas of space they already own, so no reason to worry about Conquest and Expansionism, even with your troubling history towards my kind. But, one thing I can assure you is that they would be very interested in trade, both that of physical goods and information. That would most likely prove to be the extent of their influence. Of course, I know little of your society, so maybe there could be more, and I have little idea what effects yours could have on ours, as I know little of your nation."
The Warrior Dragon seemed like he wanted to speak, but decided against it. His other energy counterpart glances at him, as if warning him to stay quiet, but loses interest quickly and returns to the conversation.