Gazeing to the east, Raiho's brow furrows. "Hmmm...." Raiho turns to the elemental. "Don't worry about the weather. If it starts getting too rough, the Creator will handle it. There is nothing out of his controle within the walls of Grargoth." Shivering, Raiho crosses his arms over his chest. Shaking off a bit more rain, he begins glowing light orange. "I don't mind if you accompany me, but as much as I love the rain, I'm not one for letting my wings get too wet, and it's beginning to soak in." Taking a step towards a nearby awning, Raiho calles over his shoulder, "I'm sure the troggs are having a blast with this weather. We havn't seen rain like this for over a month." Giggleing, he waves for the young one to follow.