Salnius hesitated. Aegon's wounds seemed grievous -- would the warrior fall without the touch of the gods to sustain him? And yet the wolf seemed poor protection for the object of their rescue, who already bore the cursed collar upon her neck. Brewing a cup of tea and examining the leaves in order to determine which of the two paths to follow seemed ill-advised at the moment. With a curse under his breath, if not a Curse, he strode toward the bound gnome, summoning the words of power to his lips again.<br/><br/>As he had found in his many years, it didn't precisely matter<em>which</em>words you used, as long as they were heartfelt.<br/><br/>"When I say stay put, I mean you will will not move your filthy whore-licking ass! Now. Stay.<em>Put</em>! Also Prometheus something something."<br/><br/>These words were heartfelt.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Salnius moves toward the gnome. He casts <em>Hold Person</em> again at the man fastening the collar on the gnome's neck. Effects as detailed before. </div></div>