Draiss had scried up the region, and was getting an idea of the enemy forces. After a moment, he shook his head. "No good. No good at all. At least one legendary caster, likely one of the outsiders, and six dragons total that I can find. Dozens of evil outsiders, disguises will be felt. Go in as ourselves, and claim we were exiled. Can we get that 'official' until we get back with this leaders head? They are going to have super powerful enemies, maybe even personal mortal champions of gods, better to overestimate than underestimate. Good thing I held back on the mage guild forms. You are going to need ever casting I can pump out."<br/><br/>He hummed to himself, and scribbled a note on a pad, wondering if wizards gained more spell power as they got more magically competent, to counter the spell power of a sorcerer who had gained spell knowledge with powering up. He then slotted the notepad back, before standing up. "Give me a few days to get things ready, I am going to pull a couple favors for this. Two days should be enough, and then we can meet at my place. I will teleport us from there."<br/><br/>He stood up and walked out, heading back to his home, where he spent two days getting every brokenly overpowered magic item he had made, and slotting them into the power armor on his back. A full dozen wands, a pair of staves, a pair of clawshot items, and that was just to start. Most of them were stored rather than put in active locations, but he was able to take on a very old dragon with just his active equipment, which was actually underpowered for a greater aspect. Two days later, he was back in his home, using the manual labor to calm himself, ready for the fight, merely waiting on the others to arrive. He was back in his usual goofy mode, and would be using that during this quest.