| Adjusting his guise the ancient Elf appears to be nothing but another traveling merchant of modest means. Of course given certain facts about himself it should be obvious that he is not a Weretiger; and being in possession of the Phantom Steed spell as well as dweomers that allow him to fly - not to mention the powers of his fromidable intellect - he has little worry that such a beast could catch him. Nevertheless, he has never been accused of acting rashly, and a group of companions would reduce his risks substantially.
Perhaps there is a reward for the beasts capture, and he is always in need of funds to continue his research.
Turning to his fellows the merchant announces, "Well I am headed for the Inn, if anyone is interested in trying to catch this beast please speak with me - I may be of some assistance. Who knows perhaps there is a reward?" |