"Expecting Cerulean again? Was she that obvious about her preconceptions?"<br/><br/>He formed a dry rock near her hammock, and sat down at it even as the now vacant room off to the side merged back with the domain. He admired her sleek lines, before waving off her thanks. "It was a privilege to help such an attractive woman in distress. And I should offer my apologies for taking so long to finally come and meet you. I am Draiss, archmage and godling, though I refuse to stand on formalities. They make my feet hurt."