>Shalun ponders the situation.
Shalun ponders the sky for a moment.

You snicker.

You say swiftly in Common: You need to run of course?
>Shalun calmly says in Common: It's night, I should look for demon
tracks.

You raise an eyebrow.

You say swiftly in Common: How do you think you can fight it?

>Shalun tells you in Common: Because this type of creature does
not rely on poking things with pointy objects and rains of fire.
Shalun studies you carefully.

You ask Shalun in Common: No? I thought everything did.

You grin slightly.

You tell Shalun in Common: I can help with that too if you'd care to
accept my help.

>Shalun tells you in Common: I have a feeling it won't be around
but I'll look anyway. I travel better through the woods alone.
Shalun nods wisely.


You ask Shalun in Common: Why?
>Shalun tells you in Common: I am more adept at the woodlands
than most anyone.
Shalun waves friendly.

>Shalun leaves up the tree.
Shalun screams loudly!
Shalun falls down from the tree. You hear a sickening crunch as he hits
the ground.

You laugh.
>Shalun coughs.

Shalun is a fine-boned willowy male half-elf.
He has scars on his nose.
He has hazel eyes.
He has long chestnut hair and a long chestnut beard.
He is short and skinny for a half-elf.
He looks like the image of perfection.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
He is wearing a brown bag, a left bark-covered boot, a left bark-covered
glove, a right bark-covered boot, a right bark-covered glove, a silver
ornamented bracelet, a strange emerald cloak with a black sign on its back
and a wrinkled bark-covered shirt.

>Shalun gets up.

You say swiftly in Common: That's awesome!
>Shalun madly hops around.

You tell Shalun in Common: Teach me?

>Shalun calmly says in Common: I am supposed to look all
mysterious!

You laugh.

Shalun peers intently at you.