Eryl smiled, sitting as she spoke “well hopefully she desires coin more than revenge or this trip will get quite chaotic.” Her smile faltered ever so slightly as whispers assaulted her mind, “that’s quite enough of that" she spoke to no one as she grasped her purple gemmed amulet. Snapping a small void portal popped into existence. Reaching in the ranger pulled a pad and quill before the portal dissipated. The elf smiled oddly as she continued her drawing from the previous few days, a writhing mass of angry tentacles against a bleak endless void. Lost in her own thoughts the Pandaren’s announcement snapped her back to reality.
The prospect of battle brought an uncharacteristic yet unsettling smile to Eryl’s face. A wave of her hand produced the same void portal, “me too,” she again spoke to no one as she returned the pad and quill to the pocket dimension. “How brutally would you prefer we put down this little mutiny Captain?” Dris' chipper tone fled her voice, replaced by a vicious malice, as she folded her hands on top of each other resting them on her crossed legs.