Draiss hummed and redirected two death sqauds into the swamps, to begin weakening the lizardfolk a bit, make them less agressive so the Yaun-ti have a chance to unify and force a peace agreement. His prophet wouldn't let it become a war to genocide, but if it did anyways, he would have his death squads end it. Apparently his lessons to the lizardfolk had been forgotten in their glee at having a physical god and her two sisters to lead them. If his decision had been a mistake, he would correct it, whatever it took. The death squads could take the three sisters, if worst came to worst. That was the message they would give.<br/><br/><em>The Archdragon gave them life, to unite and ally with the Yaun-ti. If they failed to remember the lessons he taught the lizardfolk, he would remove the unifying element, whatever it took.</em><br/><br/>He paused, his attention whirling around to focus on his newest daughters, the six young liontaurs that would reshape their people, with Reekesha and Keeshara's permission, but even with his attention directed to them, he got no further information. He frowned, and stood up, calling his two shadow lords to him, before heading to the plane. They each brought the best squad on hand to support them, and the shadow lord would ensure no one interrupted if there was a fight, while the death lord would ensure none escaped without his permission. The energy from the temple was there, in the right levels, but the feel was extremely wrong, like it had been warped. Or tainted. He armed himself, and stepped through, one minute after the two squads and lords, heading to the temple.