“To go home, water of life. Need.
<Tul'amar attempts to discern if you understand what she's talking about with a look. After a pause, she opts to stab her own fingertip with the end of her staff and then displays a bead of her blood to you.>
This. Of here. Is of fight. Of fight is Void. Void is power. With power, go home.
<She shows her fangs with an exaggerated snarl before pantomiming a claw swipe.>
Water of life. Of beast. Much. Yes?”
