We had a nasty boatride up into the mainland. I still can't figure out what a shark was doing this far up a freshwater stream. Nature's going topsy-turvy these days. For some reason, all my party group had trouble keeping on their feet. They were floppying around all over the place, evening falling overboard a couple times. It was rough with that shark batting our boat around like that. That octupus wasn't pleasant either. We almost lost our ranger to her. Luckily, it had a hard time dragging her overboard, and we were able to kill it before it succeeded. Sushi anyone?
On the bright side, we met a nice bear. I changed into a more friendly form and talked with him. No sooner did he tell us off the hunter that trapped him, but the guy jumped out at us with a pack of dogs. We dispatched him before he could get his spear within range. The bear seemed trained. He was very polite and cordial. Quite handsome, too. I don't know why anyone would want to harm such a fine specimen. I think I'll stay in bear form for a while, just to be polite. It's always more comforting to have one of your own kind around, and I think this form pleases him.