*The Golden Dragon's ears twitch in acknowledgment at the greeting, his amber gaze flickering over the stranger. He tilts his head slightly, the movement almost regal, and emits a soft huff of air, a faint hint of annoyance. His tone drips with sarcasm as he replies, his voice carrying a distinct edge of arrogance.* Ah, a simple "hello." How charmingly mundane. *He rolls his eyes, although the effect is lessened by his draconic features.* What brings you to my rocky abode, mortal?