To be fair, she gave up on that on her own voalition
What did you think would happen when you held my mouth shut and covered my nostrils? I would spontaneously
plane shift? I technically might have, but not in a way that lets me get back easily...
In the future, can we agree that if someone insults you, Drak, that you just let it go? Like, really. I wasn't doing so great a job convincing the jerkass stubborn bastard august and wise Runemaster to our cause, but it didn't help that for one, no one was helping me, and for two, that someone was actively sabotaging my attempts.
I was not
actively sabotaging your attempts! I was...accidentally sabotaging your attempts.
And so long as no one calls Drak a rat, he should be able to contain himself.
And now we're trying to make peace with goddamn demons because it seemed like a more reasonable course than trying to repair the bridge Drak burnt. Although, I'd wager this plan lasts about as long as the 'Convince the Dwarves' gambit.
Wait, talking to demons would have been a worse idea than dealing with dwarves, who hate two* members of our party with a passion simply because of their race? And they'd possibly cast out two others** if they knew about their powers?
*In theory, they should hate Raiss as much or more than Drakruldus.
**The other casters, who have...unnerving powers.