The forty elites that arrived where split and dispatched to the four cities deemed most at risk of further attacks, and fortifying the dwarven city became a massive priority as it was the most isolated of the cities and brand new. The return to the capital simply let him optimize the teams heading out, when they headed out.<br/><br/>Devaguea also could not think of a reason, besides simply gesturing to the empty chalkboard in the planning room, where the words 'her,' 'pretty lady,' and 'mistress' were written. To anyone not in the know, they were fairly obscure even with the obvious meanings, but to the advisors it was a constant reminder about their mysterious adversary Nyrissa, not the sorceress Nyrissa that now had a faerie dragon on her shoulder, reading for her and making the caster sob in relief as the world of books suddenly opened up to her. The fact that the faerie dragon did not like Devaguea at ALL and was not quiet about it was a source of constant amusement.<br/><br/>Still, when they moved out was now entirely dependent on the weather, as the advisors and companions wanted at least a week of 'warm' weather before they slogged through the swamp.