Draiss chuckled slightly at the thought of this place being a nation and having great sages. Maybe of gnollish knowledge, but not what a truly diverse plane had. "The outer circle are the runes of the elements and are, in sunward order, air on top, then holy, fire, earth, unholy, water and electricity. The inner circle is arcane, divine, and psionics, again, sunward. The broken lines between the two layers indicate that while they are different, they are not separate, and can be found both individually and mixed. It is the inner rune that I find most... intriguing. Though not here. I will wait just beyond the south edge of town. I suspect that those who hide behind you would rather you die than learn that rune's meaning, as would the one who hides behind them. Though their curiosity will allow you to come, I am sure of it. And if they come, so will that one. If he wants to know who I am, he will allow it. And in return, I offer something. Knowledge."<br/><br/>A snap of his fingers, and a scroll appeared, a necromantic spell that would animate the flesh of the dying, killing and releasing the souls, but the bodies would be consumed to create a tormented blood golem. Not quite as good as killing something everytime, but it would provide a constant stream of blood, allowing the flowers to bloom even more numerous than they had before. He offered her the scroll, and dismissed his defenses, heading toward the gate, though he stopped after only a few steps. "And if they fail to let you come, I will know, and I will come back here to let you know who that symbol stands for. Along with every ounce of power I can muster. If they come in peace and offer no harm, they will leave in peace and be offered none in return. So I have said, and so it will be."<br/><br/>He was distracted, trying to figure out the possible meanings, behind it, other than the obvious, and teleported to the area he had said he would wait. And directed both squads of Shadow Stalkers to make all haste toward his current location. He knew they would come, the scroll and the possibility of more would assure that. And the chance to destroy him and figure out what that symbol on the paragon gnoll girl's chest would merely make them want it even more, so as to wrangle some form of victory out of this debacle. And if they didn't he would keep his word, and go back with all of his avatars to claim his favored soul. Though he was curious as to why she was his, he hadn't called or created her, he would have recognized her if he had.