[His eyes go wide. Of course he's put together the whole Alucard/Dracula thing, but there's plenty of men with egos large enough to name their sons after them. Now it's Jaskier's turn to have flushed cheeks, but it's pleased surprise when he calls out after him.] Adrian! Surely you have been absolutely sitting on this little tidbit! Adrian. What a lovely name.

[Alucard -- Adrian -- is doing this on purpose, he suspects. Dropping a nugget of knowledge and then immediately distracting him with... possibly the most terrifying horses he's ever seen in his life. Compared to Roach, for sure.

Terrifying, and beautiful, with the combination being equivalent to a candle flame to Jaskier's moth. Judging by the teeth, they definitely are not gentle grass grazers. Yet he trusts Alucard fully, so he approaches a horse -- Radu -- and offers a hand under its nose.] The effect is slightly different when they are, ah, closer to twenty hands than one hand high, I admit. [He allows the horse to snuffle around his hand, up his arm. It seems particularly interested in the magic scar there.] Julian is the one my parents gave me. Rather fun, isn't it? We're only a syllable off.