Draiss gave them all a hurt look, before turning his head back to the end of the hall. "And how, pray tell, does she just walk around when she can't get out of her room?"<br/><br/>In fact, the room the Beyonder was in was sealed. Some plants grew in it, to keep the druid happy, but nothing else, and they wouldn't respond to her magic. It was a cell with a view, nothing more, nothing less. A comfortable one, yes, but he doubted the beyonder would appreciate it. "Trust me, I am not a COMPLETE moron kaythanxbye."<br/><br/>He turned and pretended to stomp off, as if offended, though he was quickly coming down the opposite hallway. "So, why is she interesting, and why are you conflicted? And she wasn't always a monster, she used to be the one in the group that would try to keep us from brutally murdering every living enemy we came across. And she did try to help a handful of small villages before the beyonder overpowered her."<br/><br/>He sighed, and glanced back at the room, before rubbing his side where Borval had stabbed him. "Besides, I have killed enough former allies and friends that adding another when I can rip the beyonder out of her, if I had enough time, feels wrong. But I was honest about this being a story with no happy ending earlier. Death and war, or peace and tolerance are the only two ways this will end."