[Okay, look Mox, first, he didn't want to hurt the little imps. If he felt seriously threatened, he could have gotten away... Maybe. Second... he miiiiight be experiencing slight technical difficulties with his magic right now.]

I can see how that makes a difference. [Stolas hid a soft chuckle behind a hand, before he tilts his head.] Well, no where in particular. I was trying to get my barrings and see if I can figure out where I was. Maybe look for someone to talk to to see I can get more information about why we're stuck here.

I did find this in my coat pocket.

[The owl fished out a room key for Moxxie to examine.]

I believe it's for a room here.