It took nearly two days before someone bothered to inform the dragon of the fishing accident, during which he became increasingly confused about why the town demanded an orphanage. Then he found out, and while the confusion subsided, he was still confused on why they didn't just take the kids into one of the many households that were still either desiring children, or had more than enough room for more. But then again, his room in the temporary lair was big enough for him to turn around in, currently, so perhaps he was missing something.<br/><br/>He met the exploration party at the gates, having been out for his evening constitutional flight when he had spotted the group trooping back. Devaguea knew it had been twelve guards, Torak and Akiros heading out, and while he had wanted to include more specialists, this excursion was only to the nearby areas, and if they ran into a problem, they were close enough to send a part of the group back with requests. He blinked at the gnome, getting the initial report from Akiros as he dismissed the guards to go relax after a week long patrol, before turning back to the gnome. "Welcome to Engima. I would invite you to the inn or tavern, but those got pushed back a month. So, would you like to just chose an empty lot to set up camp, or would you like to come to the planning room, and talk there?"<br/><br/>He planned to see if the gnome could be hired to map the area and return with them, but what he had heard of him was that his prices were bad enough that if he hung the gnome for highway robbery, most of the world would send gifts of thanks.