The mage gives another laugh, but a good-natured one, at the title offered to him. "Perhaps once, decades ago, in another world... but no, I am no lord. I hold no baronage nor noble title. I only have those bequeathed to me by my Kin - downspectrum, mostly, you understand, as Red does not like to talk to any of us much, let alone her closest colored cousin. The Jester, The Laughing One, The Grand Buffoon - but really, Orange works just as well, wouldn't you say?"

He does not move from his spot, digging in his satchel after a moment to pull out some horse jerky - a favorite of gryphons - though he hesitates before offering some to Cloudstrider. Orange plucks off a piece and eats it himself, to prove that it is not poisoned, before motioning to her mount. "May I?"

But then... Orange gets a sudden twinkle in his eye at the mention of quarry, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Ahhh... so it is a beast you seek in this forest tonight! Sounds quite dangerous." The last two words leave a tantalizing taste on his tongue, as if one could sink one's teeth into danger itself. While the Illuminated are a mystery, it is no coincidence that the Illuminant of Danger would appear in such a woods as this, on this particular night.