He nodded to Dispater's comments, few though they were, and apologized a couple times before going back to correct himself. After two millennia, the two point seven minute fight didn't have much priority, and he kept remembering bits that he had left out.<br/><br/>Draiss considered his words, before speaking. "The gods and likely a fair number of influential beings across the plains all vanished at about the same time, over the course of a week, I would like to know..."<br/><br/>He paused, and blinked, a sudden intuitive leap filling in the blanks. "They all went to the party and Barid somehow intercepted the invitations to my Companions to keep his promise to me. Fuck me, I must be stupid and have been so the last few months. A moment please."<br/><br/>He slammed his head down on the table, and groaned. "They had a divine party, Barid is outside normal time restraints. Gammon told my constructs Prime was the only one that could break him out of the defensive countermeasure he enacted, and I knew Prime was at the divine get together I went to. I talked with it and got a warning against temporal tampering. Barid waited until all of the major players were there, activated his anti-portaling shield around the planes, and laughed all the way to the over-deities be damned motherfucking bank."<br/><br/>He sighed, head still on the table, before banging his head against it again a few times. "New question: What the spatial coordinates of my Shadow Stalkers' forge world? The last known ones, please, I can get the rest from there, but we never actually recorded it, and the last known location showed considerable debris like from battle, which would mandate a recall of all Stalker chasis and then a random jump. Since we KNOW that happened right before the gods vanished, you might have that information."