Devaguea shrugged at their concern. "She wanted to play, and I wasn't going to let the best lead yet just up and vanish. Also, ow."<br/><br/>He carefully stretched his wings, both to ease the ache and to avoid making his wings pop out and then back into their sockets. He didn't know why certain extensions caused the joints to slip out and then back in, but he blamed his lack of proper elemental exposure during his formative years, the malnutrition, and the regular invasive surgeries. The regular gladiator fights certainly hadn't helped. Either way, now that he was getting the nutrition he needed, mostly from his ring of sustenance, he had been growing relatively fast. That said, he was fairly lethargic lately, and figured it was just a combination of the travel and the cold ambushing him.<br/><br/>"As for where she is... I thought she was right behind me. Though she could swim faster than I could fly... and I just made myself depressed, oh goodie."<br/><br/>He snapped his head around, but resisted snorting a flame at the dragoness, instead just snapping his wings back to their resting position. "Anyway, she doesn't think I will be much help, but I figured maybe the rest of us might change her mind. Introductions! This is Eranex, who is merely waiting for a weapon to reappear in the area. As I said before, I am Devaguea, the heavily armored tauric is Sak'Bas-ma'tet, a paladin of Sarenrae. The Viera druid is Sena with her animal companion and surrogate child Hoots. Nordri is the hobgoblin doing his best to blend in with your shadow. Now that introductions are out of the way, perhaps you would care to tell us more about your reason for being in the area and your opponent? I certainly don't like the thought of a legendary terror fae lurking about my lands. Might eat some of the locals."