(OOC: I resent the use of the term 'routinely derail.' I prefer 'creative retasking' and yes, yellow was extremely painful. Problem of a white background.)<br/><br/>Draiss nodded, not feeling like explaining the difference between extinction and weakening. He glanced around, and then found a spot to sit down, before mentally designating his spells known, no sense in having more spells than a wizard since the party knew he was a sorcerer. He waited for Maura, not correcting the grieving elf's use of the word bastard.