[center][h3]Valthyr Naffron[/h3][/center]

[sub]Location: At the crime scene
Interacting with: Flynn [@The Muse], Ayel [@Dezuel], Daphne [@PrinceAlexus], Nathaniel [@echotech71], Katherine [@SpicyMeatball] (hope I haven't forgotten any. If so, I'm sorry!)[/sub][hr]

[color=yellow]"Say my man, do you just blurt out these expressions of believed personal superiority at random or do you actually believe in them ?"[/color]

Having said this, the topic named 'Ayel' was done for Valthyr at the moment. Wait...

[color=yellow]"And don't you dare to interrupt the overgrown, lumbering thing for the next couple of seconds, would you please ? I am quite optimistic about being louder than you, if necessary."[/color]

Hopefully this would cause enough of a meltdown inside this liability of an individual's mind that Ayel would be busy reassembling his egocentric world view boiled over just long enough for Valthyr himself to be actually productive for the sake of the others. This situation was far too serious for some extreme noble shenanigans!

[color=yellow]"Now..."[/color] Valthyr continued, turning his attention towards the others and putting on a more friendly facial expression again. [color=yellow]"Like said, I witnessed the crime almost in its entirity. If you have already been wondering why I didn't intervene because I'm standing here in clean clothes and without injury, then you have all right to do so. I shall explain."[/color]

The druid sighed. The entire journey towards Dawnhaven had been less taxing and more relaxed than the first couple of minutes in town! Hopefully that wasn't a bad omen. If only he could have asked the sages back home about this... Though in such situations anybody could pretend to be a seer by just telling the obviously most probably thing like, for example: 'This town you're talking about will be no more even sooner than you can ask for!'.

[color=yellow]"I am not a blightborn, but an ordinary Lunarian. If you would like to ask for a proof about that, I will comply as long as the method used for testing doesn't cause permanent injury."[/color] Valthyr said this more towards Flynn than anybody else, assuming that the man was in command indeed while still not really knowing the prince's name.[color=yellow]"Still there is something about me that might answer the question I mentioned quicker than a hundred words. Don't worry, it is completely harmless!"[/color]

Valthyr stepped back a little, closed his eyes and froze in place. He was used to doing that, but doing it so many times in such a short time was a bit of a different matter. He would have a very good sleep this night, no matter what kind of bed he'd end up in probably. Slowly at first, then more and more rapidly, he appeared to... shrink. Ears became much more pointed, pupils elongated until they were mere vertical slits, and naked feet turned into little paws. Once all was done, a medium-sized cat crawled out of the heap of now far too large clothes.

[color=yellow]Meow! Meow![/color]

As if more of a demonstration was needed that this was not just some kind of optical illusion, he then started purring loudly and gently pressed his fluffy tail against Flynn's ankles. The downside ? He couldn't speak anymore, but had still more to say really.

Thus after a couple more moments of wandering around eagerly between the people present, Valthyr-cat started digging in and under his own clothes again as he didn't want to reappear completely naked in front of so many people. Shifting back took a couple of moments, too, and some audible tearing told a story about damage done to the shirt he tried to fit into again in a rather uncontrolled, improvised manner. As long as it and more importantly his pants held together somehow however...

[color=yellow]"You are searching for the two women ? I believe I can help you. I just need something owned by one of them. A piece of clothing, a comb, something touched often. Anything that would have her smell attached to it. Otherwise... finding the culprit might also be a goal."[/color]

Now it was even colder for him! Either cat, or wolf, or some shoes and a nice new cloak, or certain death at some point!