Devaguea sighed before shaking his head. "Figured that was going to be a long shot."<br/><br/>The caravan's leader got a bemused but distracted head tilt, before chuckling softly. "I am not sure there is anything I can do. After all, if I became an Eldest or God, no one bothered to let me know."<br/><br/>Nyrissa's deadpanned interjection of 'You didn't,' got a nod and thanks before the dragon king continued. "And while I did claim his powers, titles and holdings by rite of conquest before my realm was returned to the Material Plane, I do not believe that actually granted me much of anything. Our fluke of finding your caravan at the first spot on the first try not withstanding. I think."<br/><br/>There was a pause as he frowned, wondering if it had really been blind luck like he had been thinking. "Dammit, that is going to bother me all week now. Anyway, if you have any suggestions, I am willing to at least listen. Though first, my last question."<br/><br/>He leaned forward, and while the gold's expression didn't change, there was a definite... edge to this question. "Is the caravan currently carrying any eggs or young for sapient, sentient, self aware races as merchandise?"