At the Ironhouse Halls

Mark walks up to the bridge connecting to the Dwarven halls with the rest of the Dales and raises his voice "I'd like to speak with someone who put me in your cells, not now, I mean a bit later when I come carrying another person with me that needs to stay within a Dead Magic Zone while I have a little talk with her for a month or two." he would smile a bit at the remark and then get dead serious again.
"I'll be willing to do anything that is needed now or later on, no matter how absurd the request is, this is crucial for the sake of a close friend well being"