Dhalgren stood quietly, listening to the others converse with the priest. His eyes browsed over the other members of the thrown-together party, trying to fit the various individuals before him into some sort of role. As his eyes settled on one of the party members, he saw her suddenly shift forms becoming definitely more foxlike, and bearing two foxtails. Dhalgren, almost dropped his halberd at seeing such, and he fumbled awkwardly with it for a second. He had to make a conscious effort to close his gaping mouth, never having seen such before. He had heard of off stories and rumors of peoples and creatures who could change their form, but that didn't lesson the impact of seeing it for real. 

Seeing the lack of any real reaction from the others, Dhalgren schooled his expression into that befitting a warrior, although his mind was still wondering what exactly she was now. Scratching idly at his neck, he kept quite, thinking and running scenarios and theory's through his mind. He wondered if she could become a full fox, or either become something different such as a bird or cat. He tried not to stare but found his eyes lightly affixed to her fox ears, and particularly her tails. [i]I wonder if you cut on off if she could grow another? Do they regenerate? Or are they made from magic? If so you could probably make good money from selling them. It would be painful to cut one off I'm sure, but no pain no gain right?[/I] He thought, but was then that he was shocked from his thoughts a injured scream rang through the air. 

Sighing, he took a moment to run back pull his javelin from a crate nearby to where he killed the first goblin. Takings quick second to insure that is was still usable, he ran back to stand slightly behind Rissi, hefting the javelin in his right hand ready for whatever was next.