[b]"Thanks, Geradin."[/b] Ursaren didn't have much to add to the events going on currently. He took a seat on a nearby stone as he opened his bag, pulling out his alchemy tools and beginning to mix a few ingredients he carried around. Ursaren was originally an alchemist before he became the werebear, and he always maintained his chemical skills as he brewed strong potions to heal, to harm, and to bolster. Sometimes he did it for fun, sometimes he did it for the future, and sometimes... well... sometimes he did it to give those who needed a final rest just that.

Flipping through one of his small notebooks, Ursaren looked at the mushrooms around the party as he somehow managed to use a mortar and pestle with one hand. It was rather odd to watch, but it was definitely interesting. [b]"Friends, does anyone know the name of this species of fungi? I wish to take some with me to study it's properties."[/b] Who knows? Maybe this mushroom species could be used to create potions that put people to sleep when they come into contact with it. It'd be a pretty good thing to use when the party goes to fight a dragon, or even when someone just doesn't shut up for five seconds.