Draiss nodded to her refusal, the robe vanishing, and he saw her out, ignoring the glare Nadriina gave the messenger. "That was interesting. Stepping out for a bit. Going with tech mage cover story this time. If things go pear shaped, I will scream like a little drow school girl being attacked by a tentacle monster. Have fun!"<br/><br/>With a rousing battle cry of 'Whee' he bolted for the portal room, debating on whether it was time to move the plane again or not, since the neighbors were finding it far easier than he liked. After a moment, he decided to 'technically' leave it where it was, but make an 'open patio' part where the visitors could wait, outside of the Astral, but it would be armed like Fort Knox. Subtly and tastefully hidden, of course, but still armed. He slipped on the amplification armor, and then slipped his robe over that. He strapped on a second belt of pouches around his waist, and a third one slung bandolier style, with a fourth belt carrying enough daggers to outfit an army. After a moment, and picking himself back up after falling, he discarded the daggers, instead only taking a bracer of throwing daggers on his right forearm, and a bracer of wands on his left forearm. A staff of blasting, as he liked to think of it, completed the ensemble, and he headed out to the plane, arriving a couple miles into the nearby wilderness.<br/><br/>He stretched, and grinned as the ever present quartet of drones appeared, two observer, a defender and an attack drone, before he headed to the mountain.