Draiss simply sighed, before summoning a bottle of alcohol and three glasses, idly shifting his voice to a more normal tone, the earlier part had been delivered with his divine slightly behind it, and he was trying to make it appear as though he had been a channel for, rather than the actual god. "It is never easy. Nothing worth doing is. But if you persist in being no better than Ovai and Tasoa, then I will deal with you as we will them. They will get justice, and you will have it. And in the most deliciously ironic way possible. In front of everyone, including the emperor. Or king or whatever."<br/><br/>He poured the three glasses, before glancing at his, and then taking a long pull from the bottle. He then turned to Ramia, and simply stared at her, using the same voice from before. "I am not sure yet what your punishment will be for your hand in the travesty of the forest, but it will not be with the cowards and power mongers. Something more appropriate. I will decide it later, when my champion is done with his job here."<br/><br/>He stood up, and drained his glass in one pull, before vanishing, teleporting out. He would pick up Ulden in the morning, before heading out.