Daminor laughs again, masked by the spell, knowing he can see through it. "I'm married to a shapeshifter. When I say my wife was 'catty', I mean it literally. I've got all the woman problems I need, right now." He listens to Draiss' plan, nodding occasionally. "So, you're, what, planning to make this your home or something? Heh, good luck with that... people might say they like having a god for a ruler, but when you can't overthrow him if he gets tyrannical, that might be a bit of a problem. Not saying you're a tyrant, of course, but not everyone knows you like I do."