He shakes his head. "No, I'd like a good chance to stretch my wings again. However, if you are ever interested in a trade, I am more than amenable to a discussion... although I might recommend sending a message ahead, so that my traps do not kill you." He laughs, slightly, then shifts into Katrina's form again. "Mm... this isn't a bad one, either. Maybe when she's done working for you, I might entice her to... 'work' for me." He heads out the door, and outside, to shift back to the kobold in an alley, and make his way out of the city, before turning back to his true form, to hunt down a smuggler he'd heard about earlier in the day.<br/><br/>"Mmm... it was a pleasant offer. It's not that often you meet a well-established, older member of your own kind. But... who would abandon a god, who could give them quite simply<em>anything?</em>" She grins at him, leaning back into his nipping. "No, I think they'd have to try quite a bit harder. Now, having him in<em>my</em>harem would be nice..." she says with a laugh.<br/><br/>However, any further discussion is interrupted, when there is a sudden pop, and a small, vanilla-colored card, with gold filigree writing appears on the table before them. The writing on the front reads, simply, "For Draiss, the Archdragon"