He felt his opinion of the fragment take an abrupt, almost inexplicable plummet, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he simply nodded, as if he had expected it, before heading over to the throne. He gave it a glare, before forming a chair at the bottom of the stairs leading to the throne. Another surge of power, and he had a small, rather plain table in front of his, about the size of a card table, where he intended to run the place until the constructs figured out where he was. He gave them a couple days on their side, but that meant at least a month here. That was just to find them, actually getting to them might take a month or two, they didn't have the actual protections and their bypasses for them, though they could get into the lab with the two experiments easily enough.<br/><br/>He shook his head, and returned to the present. "I am sure there is a council, or committee, that ensures that the orders that I sent down were properly worded for the masses, and then properly distributed. I would like to see the last dozen or so such decrees, and then have them wait outside for a few minutes while I peruse those.<br/><br/>Also, there are eight humanoid constructs, a large boxy construct, and two multi-tailed fox women at the fortress temple at the bottom of the mountain. Would you please inform them that they can come up and see me as soon as convinient for them?"<br/><br/>He was getting a few bits and pieces, specifically what he had mentioned, and he wanted to see if they had sent out the decrees exactly as he had said, or if they had... creatively interpreted them. It would show how much butt beating it would take to get actual control of his religion on this plane back.