Draiss nodded to himself, before suddenly looking up and to the side, as if staring through the tent, before shaking his head. "It is almost as it wants to die, and doesn't realize who I am. Oh, well, going to go say hi. Be right back. And for your own sake, stay in the damn tent. I warded the camp site, but this tent has wards on it even more so. Hate for you to wander out and get stabbed by a random combat tentacle."<br/><br/>He stood up, and grabbed his robe, slipping into it with the quick, practiced ease of a long time adventurer, before slipping out of the tent. He paused at the edge of the ring he had made before setting up his tent, and dusted a rune, before stepping over it. "Alright, you are as subtle as a skunk at a turtle family reunion. Come out where I can see you, and we can maybe do this peacefully. Or not, that could be cool too."<br/><br/>He sidestepped a trashing limb, nearly twenty feet long, as the rest of the shard he had sensed following him a couple days before stepped out, and hissed at him. It looked something like a cross between a large hunting cat, a squid, and an orge, but with other, less easily identified bits stuck on, like the large, waving spines on its shoulders, which rattled against one another as it tried to threatened him. "Cool, fight is good too, I guess."<br/><br/>He side stepped the next combat tentacle, before dimension dooring behind it, only to catch a spine in his shoulder as its shoulders heaved, throwing the razor sharp and needle thin spines at him. He hissed in irritation, having to keep his power level down to avoid unwanted attention, but he did put a beam through its 'head,' making it collapse spasming, before he tossed it through a small portal to a holding area, where his constructs could examine it more closely. He hissed in pain as he pulled the spine from his shoulder, idly noting that the poison was enough to kill a frost giant immediately, before cleansing his body and cleaning up the mess his unwanted guest had made. That done, he noted the Oversoul was already placing the world at a priority location, the shard wasn't supposed to exist as long as he had sensed it, and that didn't bode good things. It might be a fluke, or it might be an instability in the realm that allowed that. Either way, they needed to know.<br/><br/>Back in the circle, he rubbed out the rune he had added, before realizing he was still carrying the spine that had got him in the shoulder. He stared at it, and then shrugged, before going back into the tent. "Sorry about that, a fan wanted to have an encounter with me, and wouldn't take no for an answer. Where were we?"<br/><br/>He tossed the spine on the ground beside his bag, before pulling out a small tube to hold it, and putting the now full tube back into the bag. His robe was then added to the clothing pile beside it, before he turned his attention back to Rein, healing his shoulder with a wand while he waited.