He considered the issue for a moment, before heading back to his room, remembering an object one of the mid level fae had gifted to him at the time. It hadn't been enchanted, and didn't seem that useful, but he suddenly intuited why that particular fae had gifted him with it. A perfectly spherical chunk of pure jet, blacker than the depths of space, utterly flawless like it had been crafted with magic rather than found and polished, and bigger than his fist. He set the stone on the table, and then smirked at them, before using it to make a nearly effortless scrying.<br/><br/>He nodded at the question, before looking up. "I am leaving soon for a fairly long leave of absence from the court for the... other duties that Meridia represents. However, since the party is rather... unique and easily recognized from even the vaguest descriptions, those not able to disguise themselves will not be coming. The target nation is a fairly high end technological nation, well high end for this world, so magic may be unreliable. I will scry and let Meridia and Sapphire know, so lets say in three days, we leave. Those not able to fool those two will not be allowed to continue with me, and if I discover you followed anyway, I will be extremely unhappy. In fact, you could be forgiven for mistaking me for being outright pissed."