Drop A Net On 'Him', Then Ask 'Him' Some Questions... (You Are A Male Gold-Scaled Anthro Dragon.)

You walk over to your viewing crystal and put a hand on lever number three. The knight is somewhat strangely dressed, his armor has a huge bulge at the front, making it look sort of like the prow of a ship. However, as happens so often with these amateur knights, he forgot to look UP after he got inside... The lever is pulled, the catches release: and a massive weighted net falls from the ceiling in the main hall of the abandoned dwarven temple by the seacoast in which you've been living for the past year. The knight, totally unprepared for this eventuality, is knocked to the ground and pinned there under the weight of the net and his own armor...

You ring the bell to summon your automaton servants and head downstairs to inspect your 'catch', donning a simple robe of brown hemp to cover your normal nakedness. You only wear clothing when you have company, but, even if the knight is here to kill you, you can at least be courteous...

You reach the main hall and find that the knight is too clever by half for your liking, having drawn a dagger and being sawing at the ropes of the net. Too bad for him the core of each rope is a thin cable of steel wire...

"You're not the first knight to come barging in here, get caught in that net, and try to saw your way out with a dagger you know..." You say as you enter his field of vision. "It didn't work for them and it won't work for you," you continue.

"Then kill me and be done demon!" The knight demands, and suddenly the shape of the armor, and some subtly about the knight's voice clicks.

"You're a woman, aren't you?" You ask, crossing your arms.

"And if I am, hellspawn?" She asks.

"Hellspawn, what in the world are you...?" You start to ask in confusion but then it clicks again...

When you first claimed this abandoned temple it was inhabited by an incubus and his enslaved cult, you and your clockwork soldiers put paid to THAT business, then hired a few elderly gnomish trap masters of your acquaintance to upgrade and/or refurbish the defenses. Technically your still a squatter but your gnome barrister is trying to have the deed amended into your name by "Right of Salvage". This poor woman must be acting on HORRIBLY outdated intel if she thinks you're the incubus...

"Madam knight, I'm sorry, but your trip here has been in vain. The demonic entity you seek was banished back to the abyss and its slaves freed these eleven-and-a-half months gone, and I've been living here ever since. I admit, there are some superficial similarities to our appearance, wings, horns, fangs, but they are just that, superficial, I'm not a demon, I'm greater dragon-kin, and I'm not going to kidnap or **** anyone. I'll admit, some of my past actions might look similar to an untrained observer, but those young women I've '****' begged me to take them away from abusive families and unsafe living conditions, and all of them lived long and fulfilling lives after I rescued them." You explain.

The knight pauses in her sawing of the rope, having reached the steel core...

"Exactly what I would EXPECT an incubus to tell me: but, if you're sincere, you won't mind letting me out of this trap and producing Baron Gamarthais Daughter, for me to question under truth spell, will you?" She says with a sly tone...