Draiss looked at the bard, and refrains for swearing with the considerable force of his divine will.<em>Damn, that explains the taint, and the force that I felt but could not identify. That creature may have become a lich, or something else might have taken up residence where the dragon lived.</em><br/><br/>Looking up he made a double note to keep his head down unless he had no other choice, and said, "Lets get up with the sisters. The last thing we need is to be ambushed while we are spread out like this."<br/><br/>He completely pulls back all of his divine awareness, trusting to his spell to alert him of any trouble, and keeping only the smallest of his potential active, only knowing of what was within eyesight of him. It increased the possibility of an ambush, but he really did not want to start trading blows with an established god. That would end badly for him and his companions. As he caught up with the sisters, he said, "Daminor decided to take a trip down memory lane, and remembered that an evil dragon lived here a while back, slain by Elsir. The wrongness that we feel might be lingering traces from the dragon, but it might be something else."