She nods in agreement with his first two assessments. "I agree with the nymph, as well; the dryad would likely be more concerned with plant life than with other mortals, while the nymph will have a strong... motherly view on life and nature." She also agrees with his assessment of the psion, adding, "I would have a hard time trusting him. I could feel him probing at my thoughts, even as he spoke to you. It was gentle, enough that I could refuse, but I could sense great strength there; I would be unable to resist him, if he bent his effort toward it." She shrugs about the succubus, not recognizing the name, herself.<br/><br/>Back out in the main hall, a contest has begun; three gods are attempting what looks like a very simple game. The goal is merely to place a small, rubber ball, in a nearby basket. The catch, however, is that they earn points for performing complex tricks, between the time they release it, and it landing in the basket. They earn no points for missing, naturally, although they may set up the terrain as they like before beginning the trick. The more impressive the shot, the better the score. As he watches, the ball is currently bouncing between a dozen different stone pillars, erected in a circle around the basket, ricocheting off each one in a sequence, to generate a musical note, playing a melody, before the ball finally loses energy and lands in the basket.