Zephyrion

You are in Zephyrion's palace, in the throne room. A soft rustling of feathers is heard - Zephyrion has spread his wings, sitting on his throne, and then his voice is heard:

"Hmm... What is a mortal doing in my castle!? Don't you know that this place is not for mortals!?

Zefirion said, clicking his tongue. He rhythmically stamped his foot as he sat on his throne, waiting, looking down at you haughtily through the cracks in his golden mask.