Photina decides Mot is right. One group of many may best the odds more so than many groups of few. Even if group members clashed. She decided to send her healing friend and birds back from whence they came. [color=00E68A]"Ratwood? I have no knowledge of such the place. I have not wandered outside our common plane much, so that would come to one's mind easily enough."[/color] Looking over at the goblin who spoke the names of the circle they woke up in and the land on which he stood, Photina asked [color=00E68A]"Sir goblin, do you know of anyone using magic to destroy a plane of existence? We are trying to get to the bottom of this, and we need help figuring things out."[/color]

	With that, Photina readied herself to summon her Samite healer again, if needed. She was truly seeking help from this goblin, but not letting her mental guard down, though her body language might suggest otherwise. [color=00E68A][i]Hopefully seeming defenceless myself might help him not see me as a threat and possibly trust me.[/i][/color]