It's a few minutes before anything happens, but, suddenly, Draiss is aware of another presence, sitting on a fallen tree, about ten feet away. Not the god himself, but a projection; likely as good as he can manage without a major, and possibly unneeded, expenditure of energy. Most gods can't easily cross planar barriers, especially into the mortal worlds, without a significant expenditure of energy. Draiss, being a native of the Material Planes, has far less difficulty, and doesn't suffer the same issue with the Outer Planes, as they have fewer barriers against such.<br/><br/>He's a prime example of a gnoll specimen; a gnollish Adonis, to Suzuanne's Aphrodite. Only his eyes betray the truth; his his pupils seems to have a flickering effect, around them, as of small flames, dancing on them. "So. You're the one who's influence I felt, all those years ago. I suppose it's about time I finally met you."