A Rude Awakening

[Merika'arme]

Merika'arme listened to the others talk he studied them for a bit then slowly spoke up. "I am Merika'arme. I was hunting in the Underdark.  Slavers are not my favorite... this is not the body I used to have." There is a pause and a bit of a almost resolute sigh. "Still while we live I suppose there is the opportunity to get revenge. This is not Faerun, nor Sigil where are we exactly?" With that he looks at the Kobold pointedly. As he flexed his limbs and claws.  His words didn't sound slow, but carefully chosen.