He nodded slightly to his great-great-whatever grandchild, before answering. "I am Draiss Arcaniss, founder of the town, among other things, and I was just swinging by to see my descendants. How is Bastetta, by the way? I didn't see her at my return get-together. And I am HARDLY angry. More extremely amused and flippant. And I didn't even turn anyone into a newt."<br/><br/>He was being flippant and playful, and wasn't going to press the issue, though he had sensed a couple of his drow haremettes in the town. Possibly.