Jemriah Cleater
Aberrant Mind Sorcerer 3 | AC 15 | HP 20/20 | PP 11 / PIns 11 / PInv 10

The howl is startling, but after the initial awe and concern, Jemriah grows more curious than fearful. "I had a dream about a wolf man the other night..." he comments,audibly justifying his invisible intrigue. Removing a torch from his bag he lights it using one of the townsfolk's lapping flames, doubling the brightness and further revealing the terror in the man's eyes. He takes the man's arm and looks him in the eye reassuringly. "This won't take long. In and out and back to the safety of town, yeah?"

He quickens his pace to join Vargath, a short blade in one hand and torch in the other, mirroring the half orc's. "Have you dealt with werewolves before?" he asks with a mixture of excitement and caution in his voice.