Shalelu frowned. "Maybe. It's keeping its distance, but I might be able to hit it. Would you like me to try, the next chance I get?" the elf asked. Natya then added, "If the word gets out that its following us, it could harm the crew's morale. We Varisians are quite superstitious." Sandru nodded in agreement. "I say we get rid of it, if we can. Bagging it might make for a good luck charm," he said with a grin.