Prometheus watched Hades fly away with a sigh, before turning back to Hythlodaeus. While calmer of the trio, he could sense Hythlodaeus's frustration.

"I... have no idea," Prometheus sighed, bending his forelegs to lower himself to the ground slightly, "Hop on, I'll explain what I can as we walk."

After a fumbling moment where Hythlodaeus awkwardly, and hesitantly, climbed onto his back, Prometheus decided to move in a slow trot back to the Qestir. They weren't that far, honestly.

"So, basically, Amaurot's gone and all that's left is us, Elidibus and Lahabrea. Hades found me reincarnated as a dragon and, uh, well, y'know, it'd been a while, and I was horny, he was horny and we both forgot we weren't sterile anymore so..."

He coughed, "Yeah, anyway, we decided to, like, become the local gods of these people and ignore Elidibus and Lahabrea for a while."