[color=39b54a]"Oh bloody hell. That was a fookin' day if I ever had one.[/color]" Ander said to himself, leaning back in his seat, ready to take a nap for the day. But then, he heard that oh so familiar voice. "[color=39b54a]Oh fookin' hell. What do ya want lad? I just finished a job for you! What more could you want![/color]"

Despite his complaints, the warlock listened intently as his patron spoke. Over the years, if he had learned anything, it was that Archfey, or fey in general, were assholes most of the time and loved speaking in riddles. As such, he knew he needed to pay attention to every word that came out of Hyrsam's hidden mouth. As per usual, it made very little sense, but it did give him some sort of idea of what he was going to do.

Then he learned that he would be returning to his secondary home. The land were his apprenticeship to a wizard had been. As well as where he knew most of his friends would be. That news, brought a smile to his face.
"[color=39b54a]Well, why did you say that's where I was going soon lad? Take me there as soon as...[/color]" He said before he was teleported to the middle of the jungle. Looking around, he picked up his back before sighing and muttering under his breath. "[color=39b54a]Of course it's never that easy... wait... what wights?[/color]"

Then he felt it. The presence of an undead. Whirling around to face it, preparing himself to cast magic. However, it seemed to not have noticed him. Knowing it was better to not risk things going incredible south, the man attempted to sneak away.