"I... I... w-who are you?" he asks, with a look of awe. He waits for an answer, thanks him, and teleports to the temple he mentioned, still looking nervous, but if Draiss answered with an indication that he is a god, he'd feel the sprouting of a new follower; not set, yet, but a definite possibility.<br/><br/>The information he had was vague; it seems the man who'd hired him essentially came down with the same level of force Draiss just did, only, rather than the pleasant-looking Draiss, the contact was a man who was heavily illusioned; all our sorcerer saw of him was a purple robe, with a shadow-obscured face and two glowing yellow eyes. Truthfully, examining the spell markers left behind gave him more information, although a quick trace of them reveals they came from scrolls not crafted by the caster, obscuring and blurring the trace.<br/><br/>The sorcerer's daughter was being held in a globe of air on the Plane of Water, surrounded by numerous large sea monsters, with the bubble held quite tenuously; any attempt to enter it will shatter it, and cause the tons of water to come crashing down.