[b][i]"It's fine. I don't have anything too important to tell him."[/i][/b] Buddy says dismissively as he continued watching for danger. It was a largely quiet night, aside from howling of wolves in the distance, but none ever came close to the group. Shortfang focused entirely on making his crossbow bolts, moving with such precision and skill it was almost artful. At some point during the watch Buddy asked a question. [b][i]"Beyond combat, what other skills do you possess? They may prove useful in the future."[/i][/b]