<span style="color: #9999ff">"Oh, that's... I guess that makes sense. Going from the nice climate of Northrend to this steamy hellhole has been hard to adjust to. I wouldn't mind getting out of here temporarily." </span>Jim rolled his eyes and picked up his pack without any trouble. "I'm a medic, not a hardened soldier. But I can humor you." Erin looked between them and after a moment of concentrating all of them were teleported just outside of the ruins of Stromgarde. "Welcome to my old home."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"I can get you those things. I've had to kill for less, my beloved would have everything a warm blood needs to be happy and healthy. I would take care of you, it's my duty." </span>She looked at the lobster then to Ophidian and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"No. N- er... no, I can catch something for myself later. The oceans out here have a variety of prey. I can... I will be okay. T-thank you for offering."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>