The game ends, after the fight, the three women returning to their natural forms, as the world melts away. "I don't mind staying. I was... mistreated, by my people, and prefer the freedom, here." "All the gorgeous, exotic women, and a few handsome men, I could want, no real danger, and any comforts I might want? Why would I want to leave?" "I have nowhere I'd want to return to, to be honest. Besides, I'm quite enjoying the opportunity to work with such an interesting system."<br/><br/>The next couple of months pass relatively uneventfully. Ulwei gives birth to her children, a pair of gorgeous girls, and all but two of the remaining eggs hatch, the dragon den slowly growing more and more populated. Outside, Drellin's Ferry is working through its first winter, since being rebuilt, and Maura and Daminor are spending more and more time in his domain, especially as Maura's pregnancy grows more and more. Katrina left the harem, heading towards Brindol, shortly before the weather turned foul, to put some effort into establishing her guild, and finding recruits, looking amongst the veterans of the Battle of Brindol, for people interested in learning to fight better.<br/><br/>"Draiss, have a moment? Have unusual request, need it for new experiment. Rare flower, difficult to grow. Has to be specially cultivated, cared for quite intensely, and requires watering with the blood of sacrifices." Mordin wrinkles his nose in disgust, at the last qualification, then adds, "Don't need much; two, three flowers at the most would suffice. For experiments, anyway."