Nalrond was a man in his mid-twenties about 1.84 meters (6') tall, with a lean and toned body that no one in their right mind would associate with his hulking animal form.
He had raven black hair, green eyes, and an unkempt beard. His bronze skin was a clear sign that he wasn't from the Gorgon Empire nor from the north of the Kingdom.
"Oh my." Solus blushed, and with her all the lights in the tower.
"I guess you are right, Nalrond. Alerting the Kingdom would have been pointless." Lith nodded. "Whether they believed your story or not, you'd have ended up as a lab rat. As for Acala even if they decided to kill him instead of exploiting his skills, Dawn would have simply moved to the next moron."
"Now that you know everything, do I get a last wish after my last meal?" Nalrond asked.