"Let's plant a few, just in case." He beams at her, then sobers a little. "Beloved? What do you want to do, after Caldera no longer needs us? It sounds as though they would not reject a request to settle here, but we both have friends and loved ones in Faerun, as well."

"I like it here. But I'd be sorry to never see Dammon or Alfira again, let alone the other Hellriders." He leans across the tilled earth to place the sign into her palm. He's drawn a little carrot with a smiley face on one side. "That, and it's hard to be sure what's going on behind the scenes yet."

"It may be too early to make a decision, but it's something worth thinking about, and talking about."