Devaguea took the rod, though Irovetti was close enough to see Devaguea's eyes unfocus as he responded to Talia.<em>Understood, will divert myself and the others that way. Have Allison teleport Anke and Nyrissa that way please.</em><br/><br/>Not really having time to play with Irovetti, he did however take a moment to give him an annoyed huff. "How many armies do you have? Whatever, see you in... lets call it two months? Your throne room in Pitax. After all, we need to discuss Nyrissa. And Briar."<br/><br/>The transformed dragon turned and took a couple steps from Irovetti, seemingly having completely dismissed the man as he addressed the crowd. "Sadly, while I know speeches are something of a tradition, something has come up back home for me, so I will simply wish everyone well, and I hope that next year we can make this festival even better."<br/><br/>He quickly moved over to the rest of his group, assuming no one tried to gank him, clipping the rod of might on his hip, before teleporting the three of them straight to the castle of Varnhold.