Ursaren almost didn't hear Beren's call for attention, but he did at the last second. The werebear, alongside Argon, had damaged the troll enough to the point where it likely wouldn't pursue the group if they ran, and Ursaren was completely fine with it. He probably lost a tooth or two from a punch, not that he really minded. Healing magic could resolve it, and Ursaren was packing. The werebear turned to face the rest of the party before dropping down onto his front paws and beginning a massive sprint towards the rest of the party. Argon was welcome to hop on if he wanted.

As Ursaren made it to the rest of the party, he heard Geradin exclaim something about healing, and it triggered a reaction back from the jolly old man that was inside this shell of a bear. [color=ed1c24][b]"When return, I heal too."[/b][/color] His language may have been basic, but he could still tell the party that he was useful. What he resisted to tell them, however, is that his werebear form could last indefinitely at his command. Bah, they'll figure it out eventually, right now they needed to escape, and Ursaren rose to protect the party as they grouped up. Rogs were like rabbits, and Ursaren was still the mighty bear of the woods. They'd be easy for him to take down.

The question is, would his mind hold up though?