While the majority of inhabitants of Draiss' new plane were the outsiders he created himself, a number of others had made their way in, as well, seeking to dwell in this new, not-quite-evil, and far less hostile, chaotic plane. Unlike both the Abyss and Limbo, this plane had been tamed, though the sharp, wild landscape offered its own dangers, they were far less likely to kill you without warning, and generally only harmed the unwary or the foolish.<br/><br/>The inhabitants of the rest of the domain were doing quite well; Maura and Daminor sent a note, mentioning the Lord of Brindol was celebrating his 70th birthday, this year, having finally stepped down from the seat to pass the position on to his son a couple of years ago. Others shared their bits of interesting life, and all of the children had something new and exciting to show him, all eager to spend more time with their dad, most of the older whelps having grown to the point they were no longer over-eager children, but focusing on acting more mature and arrogant, as all dragons do.