Run outside and ask people whether they have seen a dragonborn walk and try to track Nadarr down! Run!
They said they saw a dragonborn carrying chains head down to the docks. You run there as fast as you can.
Nadarr:You start to feel something strange going off. You look outside and see the sun starting to lower. You feel sometihng hard hit your head as you hear laughter of four guys behind you. You're awake still, but take (5) damage and are stunned. The one that hit you, grabs your bag of holding and digs inside. He pulls out your gems!
"Lookie 'ere boys, we got sum rich lad wiv' some nice baubles." He pockets them as he takes another swing at you! You take another (3) damage! You count all of your gems gone from the pouch and he sees your coinpurse hanging off of the side of your belt.
"Hand ova' dat purse, dragonborn, or ye' wished ya neva ran in 'ere."
You feel something coming over you. You never before were glad for this to happen at this right time. The sun is almost fully set...
Aurel:You run towards the docks! You ask around again and they direct you to that warehouse you were at earlier before. You look at the sunset, and dread fills you. There is only minutes of daylight left!
Nadarr:You take a step back to avoid them. You only need to stall them. You cast mage hand to knock some junk over to distract them as you run off. You look out the window. Seconds left of daylight. You stop and turn to face them. They all have daggers, but what does that matter now? You let the bloodlust flow, and before them, your body begins to change before them. The full moon rises, and the men stand in awe. Your body contorts and deforms as it takes on the shape you grew used to so many years ago. Your jawbones creak and bend as it changes and your teeth turn to fangs. Your pointed fingers turn to claws and fur overtakes your body. The men drop their daggers and stand back as you let out a howl that rips the silent night.
Aurel:You're about two hundred paces from the building when you hear the howl. Too late, you think and run faster.
(43%) Evening services are held, but not on this day. You're a day early. The priest offers to let you pray as long as you wish though, as long as nothing is damaged.
Symon thanks the priest and begins to pray silently.
As you pray, you hear a howl that sounds fell and terrifying. It doesn't sound like any wolf you know about. The priest hears it and stops a second before continuing with his duties.
Everyone else:You hear a muffled howl that sounds as if it came from the docks. None of the patrons notice too much, but the guards grab their arms and start to head out. "Damned wolves..." They say under their breath.
Nadarr:Though you cannot control yourself during this time, you are glad you know what you are doing. You leapt on the biggest one, the one closest to you, and slashed out his throat and began eating his throat. His scream is muffled by the lack of a windpipe, and you watch the others try and run, but you are a hunter; a killer. You run down another and blood flies as you rip his chest open and devour his heart. Two more; the one who hit you is escaping through the caravan doors and slams the door behind him. The other tries to hide. You charge through fallen barrels and other empty containers and leap on top of him! His screams are loud and glorifying as you devour him alive.
Aurel:You see the horror in the abandoned warehouse as blood covers the walls and ceiling. You can only watch as the werewolf devours a screaming man alive. You see Nadarr's bag of holding on the floor a fair distance away.
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