Genii fell back a few steps, but raised his sword up at Aatma as the Dire Wolf leapt between them.
"Now, now... I'm just a friend." Aatma held up his slender hands to gesture that he mean't no harm. He was dressed in a shendyt and yellowed bandages covered his arms and legs. His torso was bare (other than a few jewels), and you could make out every rib and bone in his body he was so cadaverous.
Aatma's eyes moved in their sunken sockets to look at Luci. "Why, whatever makes you think I want something?" he smiled. "You came to me after all."
"Where are we?" Genii demanded to know.
"Memory like a fish! This must be the third time I have explained..." Aatma's eyes flashed as he scolded. He sighed and composed himself before saying "... but your friends don't know so I suppose I'll say it all again... this is Oblivion. It is a void, a plane, or a realm if you like... one of many. I won't bore you with the details..."
"I only wanted to meet you all... and offer my help." no matter how sincere Aatma may have been, he had the most wicked of smiles as he peered at them all.
((Can't sleep. ))