When his eyes finally made it round to the area from which the voice came, he saw a dull, almost gray skinned figure seem to loom from out of the darkness at him. Fyor was however, more interested to figure out who he was talking to and why- as well as finding out how he had made it Bonadoon, then to truley take a moment and examine his questioner. His head still throbbing he blurted,
"Who are you?"