Icyn shudders, clearly, and thoroughly, intimidated by Draiss. "Please, I've done so much good, since... I'm sorry for what I did, I really am. I never meant for it to end that, never meant to actually kill you. It got out of hand! Please, if for no other reason, spare me so that these people don't fall back into the chaos that followed the war. You weren't here, you didn't see it... we very nearly tore ourselves apart, once the enemy fell."<br/><br/>While Ulden wouldn't have noticed, as Draiss is leaving, he notices a number of mounted riders, being dispatched form the city, one at a time, bearing out on roads, leading to the other cities around the region, and that a few will be passing close to him, as he travels.