Halion scratches her head, curious, now, but Vorela scoops her up before she can pester Draiss with more questions. "Come on, now, girl... let's get you to bed, and make sure your next pet isn't strong enough to kill you." "Okay, auntie."<br/><br/>The next week passes uneventfully, and, as soon as the forecasted day arrives, Draiss notices Gammon arrive, and place himself next to him, as silently as ever. Most of the day passes uneventfully, though there's a strong feeling of nervousness coming from his companions, who spend more of the day staying close to him than normal.<br/><br/>At around three in the afternoon, however, the door to his realm, connecting to Maura's house in Drellin's Ferry bursts open, and Daminor staggers in, laughing uncontrollably. "Hahaha, D-draIAHAHAssss... Ha, ha, help... ha ha... HELP!" He drops to his knees, nearly out of breath, looking pleadingly towards whoever's in the room.