The dragonling watched the bear/human give the sigh of relief before becoming a skeleton and then swirling dust, before turning to Damien. "Correct me if I am wrong, but shapeshifting into a bear is mostly a druid or shifter thing, yes? And those tend to be time limited?"<br/><br/>He got the answer before turning to the skeleton, a snarl on his face. "Then this was NOT the work of bandits. Something else is going on here."<br/><br/>The dragonling grumbled something unpleasant in draconic under his breath. "Torak, well done, glad to see that weapon is proving useful already. Ladies, search the lair, if this thing was human once, it might have left a journal or something to tell us why it was forced into bear shape. Damien, the spring please, see if it is magical like we suspect, then see if you can bottle some of it. A nice healing spring that gives out healing potions would be a boon to any and everyone. Torak, with me, we are making sure that unfortunate human was the only one here."<br/><br/>The orders were mostly to keep everyone from getting too introspective about his thoughts, and they could move on before whatever caused this caught up.