Draiss looks at the elves for a moment, before shrugging, and then nodding. He was not sure the owls could hold his weight, but he was not going to reveal his full capabilities yet. A hidden ace was worth more if no one blew the fact that their side had it, and the leader was putting him off for some reason. He did not check the strands of fate, not until well after he had checked and made sure he was not sitting in the middle another god's stomping grounds.<br/><br/>He simply tossed everything they would need into his bag of holding, and then headed toward the owl they had indicated he was to ride on. He nodded politely to the elven rider, and murmured a traditional elven greeting.