Right now I sit in Cyne’s little demiplane of shadows. I must say for a personal plane of existence this is rather disappointing. If you can have a plane all of your own why would you choose one that is dark and dismal like this. At least I have some company now. The poor girl has suffered many wounds, though I have healed her to the best of my ability. She is not much of a talker and is rather scared of me no surprise. I hope my companions reach their destination soon this drab place is wearing on my patience more so than any other place would.