It was a fair summer day and Ayrin was out gathering the finest herbs he could find, his large deer ears twitching at the slightest sounds. He didn't detect anyone or anything nearby, so he dropped his guard. Why would anyone bother him anyway? He was doing no harm (except to plants perhaps). He plucked some healthy looking leaves and put them in a small satchel to make tonics with later. Little did the Grarl know he was being watched by someone looking to cause some trouble. Ayrin stepped forward onto a twig causing it to snap, however his ears flicked as he heard a second snap echo through the tranquil forest.
"Probably wasn't anything," he thought to himself.
Then he heard wicked laughter and was hit by a spell; the deer turned to see the source of such a thing but only caught a glimse of a puff of colored smoke. He stumbled backwards as he turned and fell to the forest floor. Looking down at his hands and arms, he noticed his pale pelt was falling out in clumps.
"What on Orn-?!" he picked at the fur shedding from his arms, and then his face.
He felt his ears shrink and his muzzle become flat to his face. His once hoofed fingers transformed into regular human hands; his small deer tail became nothing as it merged into his flesh. Aryin ran his hands over his face- he no longer had a snout but a regular human face! He was no longer a Grarl.
Aryin picked himself up off the ground and rummaged through his belongings in his bag. Pulling out a reflective shard of stone, he stared down at his new look. Ebony encircled his eyes and there wasn't a trace of his once cervine visage. The weird magic had left his skin with his fur, which was now scattered about him on the ground, and in his clothing. The now Duskling shook out his outfit as best he could and looked around the surrounding trees for his attacker. Aryin could no longer hear with the same skill as a deer could but he determined no one was there.
"Curses, damn them! " he grumbled, walking the path back into civilization.
He wondered what his clan would think of his new look and pondered who could have done this and why; race changing magic wasn't a common occurance as far as he knew.
Ayrin stepped back in surprise as the woman appeared in his path; after his encounter with the stranger and without his honed senses he was easily startled. He noticed she too had dark eyes and determined she was also an Uordeq.
"Oh, you saw that? It's a bit odd being furless, a lot less itchy. Though I suppose it could be worse.. at least I didn't turn into a troll," he replies, a hint of embarassment in his voice. Ayrin had prided himself in remaining unseen and knowing if he was being followed. He was rather unfamiliar with Uordeqi and was unsure of how this change would affect him.
"May I ask who you are? My name is Ayrin," he says with a bow.
A sinful grin crosses the Uordeq woman's lips. "Don't be embarrassed, I know the feeling of change. Mine was just a bit more painful." A dark giggle escapes her mouth. "You can call me Ena for now, and you shouldn't be so willing to give your name away to a stranger. Names have power." Her voice is almost a whisper, the Uordeq smiles at the newborn as her eyes light up with golden hues.
Kresh steps from the tree line.
"You two Uordeq shouldnt be out in the woods alone, after the dwarf city was torn down i think the fools will go after anyone with dark eyes"
Kresh moves to the group and hands them some salted meat. "Eat, you will need energy if we are attacked." Kresh never taking his eyes of of this new Uordeq......"I feel as if i know this one" He thought to himself....
Poppy lands on one of the branches of the tree above the three. "Oh hey there Kresh, what did you say something about the dwarven city?" She asked curiously. Glancing over all them her eyes meet the new Deki. "Mhmmmm Haven't I seen you somewhere before. Your facial structure seems oddly familiar" She said titling her head to the side while it was resting on her hands.
"Aye, that is true.." he replies to Ena, noticing Kresh emerge from the trees. "I heard about that- the dwarven city, rather nasty situation that, " he continued, taking some of the meat from Kresh. He stashed it away in his bag after thanking him and looked up at the Fae perched above. "You may have, I looked a little more like this before," the Duskling replies as he places his hands up to his head, gesturing his once large ears with his palms, grinning sheepishly.
The Uordeq woman's eyes shoots to Kresh as he speaks of the Dwarves and the home town. Anger strikes the woman's face "THEY WHAT!?!?!" Her fist are called at her side, a wispy black smoke rises off them, her eyes glow a brighter gold and shine with pure anger. The black smoke slowly rises up her arms but doesn't fully cover them. "Who in astral sent them to tear down the city!?!" She then begins to pace "Fucking Rasiri... I'll have his damn head, I told him to be discreet until we were ready" she whispered to herself through gritted teeth.
"Ah yes, Now I do the ulf!" She said clasping her hands together. "What inspired the sudden change?" She ask curiously. She flutter down from her perch to closer to the group of them. Her attention was immediately grabbed by the enraged Arys. She listened carefully to what she had to she before redressing the other two. "Mhmmmm, What is it that has seemed to happen to this dwarven city exactly, I am afraid I am in the dark as well? I'd have to assume it would invole the Uordeq's again. They have never played very nice with one another" She said laughing lightly under her breath.
The Duskling smiles as his Blood Chief recognizes him, despite hardly resembling his old self. Ayrin wrinkled his nose at the fae's answer, "No, not an Ulf! I used to be a Grarl, with big deer ears! Though the fleas were the same either way.." he replies, shuddering as he remembers the itch of flea bites. "As for the change.." he trails off as he turns his attention to the other Uordeq, who was now teeming with anger over the news of the dwarven city's fall. "Hmm.. I'm not familiar with the conflict between the Dwarves and Uordeq, though I have noticed the tension between the two. What happened that put these two races against each other, if I may ask? I might as well know, seeing as it concerns me now. As for the city, I heard another Deki named Stein led forces to bring the city down and had slain the dwarf king,"
Wandering the forest, the cloaked woman stumbled upon the odd transforming being. She watched quietly as she caught the last glimpse of a strange looking thing turn to a Duskling. As he began to walk away her form dissolved and reappeared directly in front of him -teleport-. "Quiet a transformation you put on there, my child. How does your new skin feel?" The Uordeq woman spoke with a soft eerie voice.