Fortunately, he hadn't missed anything at all, as they'd spend the next five hours discussing various strategies and trade routes and other things that could be done from outside Taldor, to shield the other nations from any possible impact. It was drier than anything he dealt with in his own nation, particularly because it wasn't even related to anything he owned,<em>and</em>was purely hypothetical. The green had amused themselves by interjecting terrible ideas on the regular, and laughing as the others politely danced around the topic, enjoying their discomfort.<br/><br/>Finally, enough things seemed to have been hashed out to the point that the group was satisfied, though, thankfully, he and Sarithil would be able to chat quietly while it was going on, and food and drink would be served liberally. Eventually, though, the conversation wound down, and Marathaliax announced, "I believe that concludes our main topic of discussion. Is there any other topic that should be brought before the gro--" he said, before he was cut off by a copper seated next to Sarithil, who leaned forward and all but shouted, "YES! I have something - him!" he said, pointing, directly, at Devaguea - to which about half the group murmured in approval of the sentiment.<br/><br/>"Ah, ahem. Yes, well, I will admit my own curiosity. Devaguea, I believe you said your name was? You seem to have raised more than a few questions with this group, with your self-proclaimed unidentifiable nature, and your... obvious history with Taldor. Would you care to begin the discussion?"