September Event: Creature Feature

[loveskulls]

And now, for something a little different.

The town crier, now a centaur, had a bit of fascinating news for all those who would gather round to hear him. And you will gather round, because he seems to be one of the only ones who knows what’s going on. Some moments after you drank water this day, you may have noticed a sudden shift in body parts. Perhaps you have horse legs, or wings, or a horse tail, or extra eyes, maybe too few eyes, or perhaps hooves— A lot of creatures are part horse, aren’t they?

The town crier does his duty and tells you the tale. As it happens, a wizard of local dubious renown was seen fleeing the town early this morning. Long time locals knew this to be a sign of terribleness to come. At the scene of the crime was a discarded bucket with a sludgey residue inside. This was initially nothing that caused alarm. There were many buckets of sludge around town. Yet when the investigations began, the Mistress quickly deduced that the sludge was a horrific transmogrification potion.

She has called all suspicious persons to her castle for questioning. Ordinarily, she would allow this to slide. If the people of her town want to make one another miserable, then they are at liberty to do so. But, this was personal.

Your much beloved Mistress was looking rather more furry than usual. From head-to-toe she was covered in long, silky, fur— much befitting for the most beautiful yeti in all the land.

Will you answer her call? Are you stuck in some predicament that does not allow you to attend? Or have you lost your legs entirely?

[[OOC: The ooc for this event is over here]]

Comments

[heiresy]

[Aymeric is almost surprised that she points him out. He had feared that she might view this as retribution of some sort for the boot licking from weeks ago. That's hardly on his mind at this point.

Between his big wooly sheep butt and his silly curvy horns, Aymeric has enough to worry about. His thong, which no longer fits around his hips, is nowhere to be seen. Aymeric's cape is pinned and folded up around his hips into a loin cloth styled skirt... He looks kind of like a satyr, save for the short curling tail.]

[He awkwardly moves into a one kneed kneel. It is more than obvious that he should try not to piss her off like this.]

Mistress, I did not do this, I swear on it. Pray consider: Don't you think that it would be far more suspicious if I had avoided the malady?

[hornymistress]

[The Mistress heaves out a sigh and curls her lip back from her big ol' yeti teeth. They are impeccably clean.]

Which is exactly what the guilty party would say and do to prove their own innocence.

[heiresy]

[He sighs.] Perhaps, yet this is clearly magic of frivolity. While miserable, we are all uninjured. What is more, I am no mage, and I have no reason to make mine own clothing unwearable merely to spite you.

[He gestures to his cape playing double duty as a skirt.]

My life is made no easier by irritating you.

[hornymistress]

[One of the servants, who has been transformed into some kind of pig monster (and not one with any classically sexy features) pipes up in a meek voice, "Actually, my sister turned into a fish and a guard ate her."]

[The Mistress allows it, but not without looking wholly and entirely unimpressed.]

Idiots tend to lash out in frustration, and it isn't like you don't have access to potions.