"Right. We're sending you in as an Animal Control team, along with the paperwork to back that up. Local law enforcement should be cooperative, and the Serif of Bavinton Keys knows enough that we've told him you're coming. On Institute business, so you should get any help you need. Please be aware that none of the rest of the local police force has a clue about our work, so be discreet.
"Tranquillizers will send a lycanthrope to sleep just as well as anything else, although you'll need bear-sized doses. We'll be issuing you with a couple of tranq rifles, which conveniently fit the Animal Control cover, and a magazine of silver bullets each. Please don't use them unless absolutely vital, as they're damned expensive.
"Any wounds should be easy to treat in of themselves, and we'll give you a small quantity of medication to treat lycanthropy. Again, this is rather pricey, so try not to get bitten.
"If you've got any other specific requests for gear, feel free to ask. The worse I can do is say no." Davies smiles, leaning back in his chair.
(OOC: Sorry about the delay. I've had problems getting on-line for the last few days, and a full weekend. We should be back on track now.)
