[Bredan's Roof]

"No worries. I could hang around here all day and ztill beat them back to Alteration." Dan laughs and smiles to Brendan. "Ah, telecoms can be zo unreliable, yez?"
Dan looks off into the distance and waves his mechanical arm. Which incidentally has a fair number of obvious vairan crystals such as the phones use. The air around it changes like fog being wiped off of a window, revealing a quad of wolves loping through a field. One of them is visibly on fire, and scorches the grass as it passes.
Dan visibly shudders, closes his eyes and the vision fades. "Near that old mansion to the <direction>. Good luck. <etran>Oh, you make no sense sometimes Joan...</etran>"