Rainscale

First interaction:
You step tentatively into the enormous circular room-how do the trees support this thing? Craning your neck, you examine the runes etched into the ceiling, then jump when a large iguana crawls over your claws. You heard the riiiibbbit of a frog, and then a dark brown fae swoops in, cape trailing behind him, and settles into one of the thrones at the end of the room. He loops his tail over the intricately carved armrest, and tilts his head at you, flaring his crest and beckoning you forward. Green eyes, warm but somehow still piercing, examine you up and down before he speaks in typical fae monotone. "Well, hello there. Where have you come from?"