Consorts

Syril: Is she dead? Damien: You used to much Elrin leaves you Hector? Hector? I used enough to make her sleep not kill her. Mathias: We have to hurry if we are to escape. *I open my eyes at first it's blurry and then take in all four of your appearances. All of you are shocked. I see your swords and I am freaked out and start running away from you all and that also leaves you surprised.* Where the hell am I *I get to a staircase and trip and hit my head. Then wake up in the same bed*