*once they're away*
Even before I learned about palaces I was never dumb enough to give my real name to people I'd barely met. That's the sort of thing that can get people to find you more easily.
Back on my world, or at least around the time when I was born, there was a stupid trend to name your child after a mythological figure, in school I knew at least three "Jesus"es.
Well I was stuck being named after a demon, Baphomet, though anyone who pretended to be my friend called me Baphy. As for my last name, well, that's a family one, Gale, like the wind....
I guess the reason I feel like telling you is... Most people don't seem to show interest in me, not really. But no matter how I try to get you off my back, you just keep coming.