He reverted to his human form, and straightened up, offering her his arm, and nodding to Circil. "Well, I will see you later, my lady. I will see your daughter comfortable and properly set up in my realm, and then I suspect others will want my attention. And if you would have the spare time to help out those near the Witchwood on plane Raz, I would be indebted. I have no idea how to cleanse a forest that large, and your help would be indispensable."<br/><br/>Once Inaola had taken his arm, he warped back to his domain, again by the roundabout route, before appearing in the entry room, where four Shadow Stalkers were now stationed, though in covert, half hidden locations, more to log entries and exits than actual defenses. Secrecy and difficult entries were still Draiss' main defense against someone blundering into it. He made sure the four stations were currently adequate, before turning his attention back to Inaola. "So, did the idea of breeding me come from you, or were you... 'asked' to submit to the 'honor'?"