Jerl thinks back too the time before ... and remembers ...
"Piro" he mumbles, " you know I have been in this state for too long, and it gets more difficult everyday to curb my needs, the blood of rats and other animals" he states, pointing at the various cages in the room, "sustain me but they also weaken me, and I must go thru Hell, every midnight to stop myself from flying out to replenish myself with human blood, as you know" he continues, "being an Elf, gives me some willpower, but divinities I emplore you do not make me take a human life, the night (day)mares are bad enough to contain".
"Please, Piro find me a way to die in peace, before it will be to late!!"
