Devaguea smirked at the gnome as he entered, his condition revealing that the dragon had, in fact, won the bet on how the gnome would do in his outing. Then he noticed the smug smile, and raised an eyeridge. When the gnome didn't reveal what had him so amused, Devaguea simply shrugged, and picked up a report on his desk. "Well, seems you had a surprisingly gentle outing. However, it seems that the southern section of the mountains on our side are still unexplored, so you can do that as soon as you finish resupplying."<br/><br/>He expected the gnome to pout, but his taunt made him look up at the impudent mapmaker. "Her? Cartographer, I thought your job was to report encounters, not taunt about them. Perhaps you would like to finish your report?"<br/><br/>Devaugea was glad he had reinforced the town once the report about slavers crossed his desk, but the visiting noble made him wary. So far none of the surrounding nations had recognized him as an independent nation though Mivon had indicated that they were aware of him. And of course, Restov had funded him and Brevoy had at least authorized the backing of his nation. But so far, his efforts at intelligence were directed to his immediate surroundings and internal issues; he had no idea what the great houses of Brevoy thought about having a dragon run state on their borders.