Jashah pulled up a chair and leaned back in it. "You're asking a lot, definitely. I'm almost afraid to tell you everything; knowing you, you'd climb out of bed, and go throw yourself at the problem, half-healed," she said with a smirk.<br/><br/>"Let's start with the basics. The gods are... scattered. A lot of them fell, during the last war, which left things in shambles, and gave the enemy an opportunity to take over. Even those that survived were... weakened, significantly, and a lot of them have gone missing, since. We know they still exist, they still grant spells to followers but... they're nowhere to be found, and they aren't answering questions. Lloth and Ellistraee, among many more, for instance."<br/><br/>"Bereft of the gods, the metallic dragons have begun banding together. They took heavy losses, defending people in the war, and a lot more fell when the more selfish chromatics came after them, in a weakened state, so now they travel as a massive herd, to protect one another. The kitsune... I can't say I know much about them, personally; I know they're still out there, but..." she said, trailing off with a shrug.<br/><br/>"The enemy has... I'm not even sure what his end goal is. He's sealed off the worlds, created a police force, improved the lives of the general populace, certainly... but it almost feels like he's<em>waiting</em>for something. As if there's something that's going to happen, and he's making all these preparations for it. He hasn'tm confided his grand stratedgy to anyone we've been able to identify, though."