Draiss looked up, halfway through the fight, back right after he had forced a dimensional warp with Svala, to the death plane. She had scattered a handful of seeds from the vines that constituted her 'clothing', and they would have been chosen to be the most powerful vines she could find, make, or grow. Which means that they would have come from her private domain. "Bingo. Going on the war path, Vorela, be back in a bit after collecting a few things. What did you need?"<br/><br/>He turned and headed to one of the walls, and touched it in several spots, before a massive spell lock phased into view, along with enough protective magics to make a god leery. He touched several parts of the mage lock, spinning it rapidly about, before it suddenly flashed and faded from view, revealing a small portal, similar to a bag of holding. He reached in, and retrieved two items about the size of someone's torso, and carefully slipped them into a bag of holding. He then collected several other items from the room, listening to what Vorela wanted to talk about.