[b]"I'm not your mother. Do what you want. . . and, for the love of God, please adopt more casual conversation skills. Oh, and here, I conjure the recipes for all of these magically tasting food, for the good of mortals".[/b]
Sauranath flew off into the sky, soaring into the sky once again, into himself as the Star of Sauranath, the Great Old One, who looked down on the world down below with favor, for once. He smiled and it rained for the famer's crops in several villages. The crops will not be broken, but the rain will fall down upon the land down below and make the land fertile. The rain would continue for a few days, nourishing the soil, until it became fertile enough to feed far more than just several villages, but perhaps large cities in later days to come, and Sauranath glared down at the war below. He didn't realize that there were so few people down below to fight his own people, this would make an interesting war, but he knew that the Humans down below would survive. As a precaution, he would cause the great serpents down below to recede from battle after the first wave, only have the giant skeletons to remain in battle for as long as the combat would take place, to spare the citizens of the city.