He grinned at her, before nodding to the two golems outside the tent. "And I have a couple golems that could probably take on the camp with us, though they would likely get destroyed. However, I will make sure it is safe before I start blasting things. And I will not blast them without first consulting the rest of you first. So that way you know WHY everyone is trying to tear your throats out."<br/><br/>He stretched, popping his back, before thinking of something. "I already told Setarra, but not sure if the rest of you found out. I am not a native here, I am a planeswalker. Which means that I am a lot more powerful than you figured. Which partially explains my complete lack of concern about most everything. The rest is explained by me dying a handful or so times.<br/><br/>Anyhoo, back to the point, what are dragons on this plane?"