Draiss grinned at the twins, before nodding and leaving the portal open for them and their companions, though their companions get redirected out into Brindol. Once they finished, and the angels had gone, he sat down heavily, and looked at the beyonder still in at least partial control, trying to articulate a feeling he had. "I want to know more about the beyonders. I want to know why your kind comes into the multiplanarverse, despite the fact that it will kill you if you don't naturalize yourselves, and even then it is a danger, as was proven to the one that hatched and challenged a group of gods."<br/><br/>He paused, looking 'up' at the visible cocoon fortress of the last incursion, the lack of a physical ceiling allowing a spectacular view, though trying to leave through the 'hole' would earn one a nasty bump on the head. "I want to know why all the taints and beyonders want me dead. The only thing I can think of is that you all blame me for the ritual that bound eight of you to eight anomalies, though the only thing I had to do with that ritual was die while trying to unmake it."<br/><br/>He sighed, before nodding to Svala. "And I want and need your help. I have a druid already in my companions, but I have been getting the feeling that she wants to go back home, and not do more than visit occasionally, not help me win a war against the other surviving eight. My plans NEED a druid, and we were friends before that circle imploded Svala. If I can trust anyone to help me again, it would have to be you."