"Gah, how can they stand this... this... darkness. No light anywhere but purple or green shadows, sickening." Helneladrel's bright-colored robes were already subdued by the darkened skies and the curse of the blight that still penetrated the lands, and he looked with distaste at the state of affairs that his adventures had put to him. To say that he missed the high towers of Silvermoon would be an understatement.
The hum of energy that wrapped itself around his arm seemed to agree with him.
"I know. Best we find out what we need to conquer this giant spider."