The trouble with Iskandar was that he really had nothing worth stealing on him currently. Save for dog treats. Those likely wouldn't be useful. Ah well, that was for another time and another theft. Possibly. Maybe. Time would tell how this one went.

The pup barked once at being told he was good but stayed where he was. Eager though he was he was going to be a good boy! The dwarf was a stranger but he still had stuff to prove.

"Yes, I've been learning about the mage and templar conflict. It seemed the sort of thing I should get to know about honestly." What with him being a Spirit and all that. Not to mention how he had powers that were something like magic in this world. All things that required he pay attention to what was happening around him at the very least. Good thing he had a great love for learning.

"I'm neither businessman nor destitute. I am a King actually. The King of Conquerors. Though I suppose you could call me the Spirit of Conquest instead." He was still so thoroughly pleased with the title that Cole had bestowed upon him that he just kept using it now. But in the end, yes, that was a King sitting on the dirty ground enjoying conversation with him.