"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. The gibberings threw me out preemptively, qouting that they couldn't compete.<br/><br/>And so you don't want to hear about the fact that I am living with a solar, a balor, a gold and blue dragoness, and a high elf and drow? I would think that you would have amble to poke fun at with that kind of material. Unless you have been feeling like giving your humor domain to the gnomes, which would make me weep. They are already the most evil things in existence, lets NOT give them a dragon's sense of humor, please."<br/><br/>He swept the crowd with his mind, searching for Tamara, though he suspected she had been waylaid by either the sister's eldest brother Bahamut, or Pelor. He would rather have less to do with either, but mostly due to alignment issues and not tempting fate.