"We aren't the only ones. Network allows us to speak with the others who have found themselves here. They said this Blight lives in the air, changing whomever breathes it into one of those..." She struggled to find the word. "They called them dysthropes. I don't know the difference between that and darkspawn, and their explanation involved a lot of language that was foreign to me."

Her room, at least, had an empty pack, enough to gather up the various things scattered around. She could look through them later. After a moment she stopped and glanced at him. "It looks strange on your face. I haven't quite figured out how to turn them on; they said it was easy but."