He had glanced over his shoulder as he left, a small smile on his face. "Just think my name, and I will hear you. If their voices get too much, I will be willing to help. Though I expect a much more gracious response next time. And they will."<br/><br/>He waved off the need for a feast, claiming to have eaten on his trip back, before requesting that the Wise Woman inform their Mistress that he had returned, and wished to discuss with Jenna what he had learned, though he used the proper terms and was much more diplomatic than that. Once admitted down into her chambers, he gave her a slight bow, before making himself comfortable. "Well, dealt with your problem. A green dragoness, Varimthias, got corrupted by something that was using her to manipulate a pool of physical magic to create the ambush displacers, or demon dogs, if you want. I dealt with her, the pool, and all thirty of the ambush displacers."