[Well, there's a snake with a cape. That blade on its tail looks really sharp. Looks like something a little familiar, doesn't it?

And... the snake doesn't seem to be doing anything disruptive or destructive. He's examining the wares of a fruit stand. However, after a moment or two, he catches sight of you staring at him. He excuses himself, slithers over to you, and bows down politely.]

I greet you. I go by the name of Kebi. I couldn't help but notice you were staring at me.