Devaguea noted that there were a few areas that didn't seem to be having problems, and began pulling his people toward them. The temples to Pharasma and Desna and the cathedral to Sarenrae were being avoided like there was an anti-fey spell on them, and his own castle seemed to be resisting the invasion of plants. The first things moved, though, were the stores of foods from the four granaries in town. One granary was emptied into each safe area, and with the everflowing bottles in each area (the castle had FOUR), they could at least last until the food ran out. But the most useful of all abilities was the fact that Devaguea had a magical academy in his capital, and the current crop of students were already proficient in fire spells.<br/><br/>Sadly, none of the four safe areas were near each other, and while he had dug out underground areas under each one except for the castle, people couldn't stay there forever. So they were on a definite time crunch. But first, they needed to survive the first day.<br/><br/>With enough druids, fire mages, and regular guards provide cover, and the advisors reinforcing bad areas while Devaguea, Nyrissa, and the rather charming medusa named Phomandala were the rapid response group, teleporting in to break sudden swarms or when a building suddenly collapsed to reveal THREE blooms inside it. He was a bit miffed about the fact his foreign quarter was now a flaming wastland in the city limits, but he would have to rebuild about a third of the city already. Thankfully, despite the nasty odds, getting ambushed in their own town, and fighting enemies that sometimes literally spawned immediately behind them, deaths were comparatively light. Injuries, however, were overwhelming and Anke, the paladins, and everyone that could hold a wound shut or wrap a bandage was busy putting people back together, or fighting off the slowly reforming blooms.<br/><br/>But as Devaguea woke up a day later at dawn, he could honestly saw his nation had survived the first day. Now they had to survive the second. Advisors were dispatched to the other towns, though only five were reporting problems they couldn't handle on their own. Varnshold, Numestown, Pitax, Olegtown, and Melianse's Respite were all under attack, but didn't seem to be in danger of being overwhelmed.<br/><br/>So the first thing Devaguea did was send his advisors out through the teleportation circles, and Nyrissa and Phomandala out to collect anything useful from their old home for transport here. He would be doing the same later to the tower, but he needed someone here being visible and official. While the citizens were taking the attack in stride in such a way that unnerved the dragon a bit, they were confident in his ability to see them through this. And though many were grumbling about his out of town work following him home, they were all quick to clarify that they meant the monsters; if he wanted to bring more women that looked like Nyrissa or Phomandala (not many had seen the medusa directly, but they had liked the view of her back), they heartily approved of the Harem King.<br/><br/>Their liege immediately tried to ban the new title, but it appeared it had already spread, so he was stuck with it unless he wanted to do something drastic. So instead, he simply allowed it, and grumbled before turning to deal with the next problem.<strong>Once everyone got back together that night, they would try to see about what the natives of the plane knew about contacting the other eldest.</strong>