Girania was angry. Why? No big reason, really. It wasn't as if she was in the middle of experimenting on her new test subjects or anything. No. It wasn't as if she was trying to turn people into loyal, murderous, and heartless creatures of destruction. Of course not. It wasn't as if she was planning to test them out afterwards by sending them into a city or village to turn people into ashes until someone stopped them. Why would it be?

Maybe she was angry at the fact that she had been in the middle of preparing her new test subje-I mean, FRIENDS- a nice, hearty meal to commemorate the beginning of their friendship. One of them, presumably a leader of sorts, even provided the food that was to be cooked!...Well, not so much 'provided' as 'forced into becoming after a pebble-sized white-hot fireball through the chest', but there wasn't much of a difference. Now it'll probably be burnt, and they'll al leave in a hurry in her absence.

Girania didn't even know where she was. She was in a bandit hideout one moment, and then at a...very complex inn or palace or something the next. There was someone at a counter. Maybe they'd know where she was.

"[color=ed1c24]Excuse me, sir[/color]", she said in a 'normal' voice. "[color=ed1c24]But, do you know where I am? I seem to have been teleported to some place I don't recognize.[/color]"