Draiss stared levelly at the man, waiting to see if he was serious, before nodding and standing up, the table and chair vanishing as he stopped concentrating on it. "Well, good luck to you then, hopefully you get more than a pocket full of silver for it."<br/><br/>He turned back to the remaining locals, and shrugged. "Well, shows over folks, and they have correctly cited their rights to waste a week of their time protesting something that isn't gonna stop. So, rather than waste time giving them attention, like a child throwing a tantrum, I say we all get back to work. I certainly intend to."<br/><br/>He took another sip of his java, before heading back up the defensive and winding path, talking with a couple of the more 'important' locals, who were asking about his spell repertoire, wondering if he could control the weather to allow for better and longer crop growing. He gave a non-committal answer, though he did reply that he would ask the local druid about it. That done he retired back to his room, and slipped back in between his two current drow harem girls, before dozing back off, one arm holding each of them.