[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] A[s]n Ambush [/s] friendly gathering of the races
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] Whoever bothers to listen.[/center][/b]

The bear that was Cyneburg stretched its back a bit before stepping forward, transforming back into the Half-Orc form more commonly associated with being a person. She wasn't wielding her walking stick/axe in any sort of threatening manner, simply firmly grasping it towards its center. She didn't know how much the orcs knew about the group, and her by extension, but hey if they were going to be hanging around for the time being, it would be best to break the news of her shapeshifty nature early, right? Assuming mass chaos didn't break out, she'd go on to talk for the first time in several hours.

[color=#17c311]"If this issue with the undead is indeed true, as it seems to be, it could have ramifications far beyond the two settlements in the area. Regardless of [i]Mr.[/i] Cremwise's intentions and his place in the larger picture, I think it would be best to restrain him and keep him around where we can see him. I recommend gagging and restricting his arm movements with something like a set of handcuffs. There's been some odd things surrounding him that don't match up with how things were going the past couple of days. I think there might be magic involved. If'n he's a mage of some sort, stopping him from being able to speak or make arcane gestures or what not would be a good idea."[/color] Cyne covered her mouth and yawned. [color=#17c311]"Whatever you guys decide to do with him, decide quick, I'm hungrier than locust swarm during harvest season."[/color]