Codin, still twice his normal size was about ready to smack the paladin across the face with the back of his hand when he was jabbering on about avenging the thing that had tried to gut him with his horns. He appeared to take the groups word that the thing was of less noble intent then he imagined and gave his congratulations. "Aye Layla. I am fine, even now I feel Kord healing my wounds so I might put the gift of battle to another one of these things." With that the Dwarf took a deep breath, for his barbarian rage had come to an end and it often left him feeling rather tired. Still, his strength would return to his arms quickly enough.<br/><br/>With the woods fog being quite the hindrance, Codin took his Ioun stone from his backpack, before allowing it to float around his head. Its light providing enchantment would improve visibility. "I am St. Codin, a Champion of Kord. Tis' fine to meet you all."