<span style="color: Red">"You say that like I can't conjure one here, but I would like to get out of this place before I lose... control. I think there's been enough blood shed for a while, in this city at least."</span>As the warlock was moved, several low hisses came from the tendrils as they fought to protect their summoner from the light as she tended to her pounding headache.<span style="color: Red">"How should I fucking know what I did? All I know is I have a headache, I can't remember anything up to a week ago, and I think my kneecap has been shattered but it's not regenerating like it should be."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>