<em>Glad you were having fun. Now you have scared the humans and other normal people who see several hundred pounds of scaled death with all flavors of elemental attacks nearby. When I get you all back home, alive, I am going to... going to... I don't know what, but your mothers will get first crack at you. They are angry and terrified about what might have happened. <br/><br/>All of you, listen closely. Find a room that has one or two exits, and can hold all of you. Form a circle around the doors, and give anyone that comes in a chance to flee before you defend yourselves. These adventurers are going to try and kill you for the prestige and items they think you are carrying. I will be there soon. I am angry because you scared me. Once I get all ten of you back safe, then I might forgive you, and start some real training for you all in the simulation room.</em><br/><br/>He forced himself to calm down, before standing up, and orienting himself. He teleported into an alley in the town as the wrymlings hopefully started looking or better yet heading toward such a room, which would have been ideal for a bandit lair. He was going to take his time getting down, let them deal with the problem of any adventurers that found them first. He wouldn't let them get killed, but roughed up would be good for them.