[@letmehaveone2]
Gharn nods. 
"I guessed as much. You did not run screaming like so many humans."
He grins an begins to transform. Fur sprouts along his body as his muscles bulge and he growls as he grows taller, taller, taller, until he towers over Jordan at nearly 10 feet tall. A long tail flicks lazily from a point just above the waistband of his pants, which have stretched to accommadate his larger legs that have also reformed into the legs of a cat. He stretches slightly, clawed paw-like hands reaching for the trees. He looks down at Jordan, golden eyes and feline face surrounded by a massive golden mane. 
"I am a Werelion, one of the few remaining."

[@the1rolling1boy]
Jirah nods. Well.. I haven't seen any places for rent that I'd suggest setting up a bakery in. Not unless you want roaches everywhere. Let me know if I can help though! 

[@blueflame]
Jirah looks over at Jack and waves
"Hello!"
Out of the corner of her mouth she mutters to Dracul
"Check this guy out, what is he? Some kinda magician? Who wears a tophat around town?"


[@ninkitty]
Jirah waves to the newcomer from atop her perch on the swingset
"Hello!"