Draiss had been back in the shadows, his jet black scales, despite having their gloss back from the bath, should have kept her from seeing him, but she had spotted him like he had had an aura of light brighter than the sun around him. He frowned, having not wanted to be put on the spot so soon, and sighed, before stepping out of the shadows and into the light, a small smile on his face. "I am not sure yet. The Wife and Mother must first decide if I am worthy of that position. And once they have decided, they will inform me through their priestesses here, or so I hope. And even if not, my kin will do what they can to help."<br/><br/>It was a nice sounding answer that promised nothing he wouldn't naturally give, and the SS were already preparing to move the dragontaurs from their isolated plane to this one, having picked a good valley that wasn't too far, as the dragon flew, from the liontaur lands, and since they were the only sentient beings on this continent, there should be room for both to grow. He quietly sighed, before checking the currents in the Astral and Limbo planes, the first to see if he could just have a damn conversation with Keeshara and her daughter, the second for actually getting all three of them in the same room. The Astral was almost stable enough to allow a conversation, his thrice a day contacts with the Oversoul and his avatars were nearly to normal clearness, but he still had to fight through the chop in the Astral to send divine power to his clergy. The plane of Limbo, however, was just as bad as it had been after the explosions, and he was still marveling at the fact he had dropped out in a plane capable of supporting life in one piece, even as a god and more or less. Getting home was going to take time, and while the Oversoul was reporting that one in three supply drones were getting to the outposts and survey teams, it was not something he would submit himself or anyone else to.