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 Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2023 1:57 pm
Reillan
Crystals (Fire) 8
Hair (Fire) 13
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2023 6:43 pm
Solo Portion
The news had blown through quickly, through the forest and along the land, news that the two newest trees were mature and able to create hybrids. How cool was that? He was so happy that he lived in this world that brought such magic to living. This was a thing to be celebrated. Perhaps one day someone from his family line might bond with an Aishan. That would be good it would make those kids tall warriors. Always good to have them as family just as he had the Ninyelts and Kavensei's. Though Viltre was more action man/ tactician where Variel was the warrior. The healer was amazing, beautiful and scary and he was glad that the she -wolf and her twin were firmly on his side.
It had been a long and eventful day full of talking and he was ready to pack it in. He said good night and went to his room climbing under the very thin soft blankets. He sighed, tucking the blankets around his shoulders and relaxed. Sleep soon claimed him and he dreamed of strange things that he could not remember in the morning. He woke up like every other morning, padded in his silk slippers to the shower, soaked himself with hot water and washed.
Drying himself off, he happened to look up into the mirror and shrieked.
His crystals had changed overnight from his regular bright yellow to a striking orange color. Was he sick?
"Varinia!", he roared, terrified that someone might have happened to his family. He got dressed and restaurant the house but no one was home. He checked his soap. But it was the same stuff that they had always had. "Poison?" No, he felt fine actually. He stared at them in the mirror and nothing felt different. Just the coloration had changed. Was he legendary? No, he was definitely not ready for that yet. You had to be real sagey and he was at best "Well experienced." He sighed and calmed himself down a bit. Maybe a healer would know he called for one of the servants to help him saddle a mound and one finally appeared. They had just been on a break, he thanked them and got dressed properly. He did not see any of the servants react to the sudden change and he knew they could see his crystals. They were well trained.
He promptly saw one of the local healers. The ancient old woman one. He felt it was always better to go to an old healer they were very reassuring. The old stoop backed, wrinkly woman kissed him on the cheek and pronounced him fine. Apparently this was happening to many people. Maybe it happened to his family too. Would he recognize them? Apparently Crystals, hair, skin tone and eye color could all change and supposedly it was Over bloom. Some sort of magic from the newly matured Asian trees. Magic. He had been touched by a strange sort of magic. His eyes widened. Magical, he was magical too cool. He couldn't wait to tell Var now that he knew he was not dying. "I probably should not have paniced like that." Still. though. He couldn't stop looking at the crystals that had predominantly been yellow for the majority of his life. They were very very orange now and he wasn't sure whether he wanted to freak out or think it was neat. It definitely felt like a shift in something like he had lost a teeny chunk of his identity or at least most of him looked the same. He was antsy. Unsure if it was maybe also assigned from the gods but indicating what precisely he could not begin to guess. Maybe he would visit a psycic later that would be an excellent solution to his particular mystery. These trees really were quite powerful. To do other other races what had been thought impossible. It was like it made the earthing sort of bloom into new colors they were perhaps naturalizing into symbiotic relationships in the form of love that was beautiful. He had evolved he's supposed he was a teeny bit neat to have us orange crystals. Once he hoped that Renea liked it. He couldn't really change it sadly magic had chosen for him. Weird feelings that having something strange just come in and morph you on a whim. On the other hand, he was a chosen one. His next thought was that maybe he could prank his wife.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2023 8:25 am
A Change Has Occurred!
A change has occurred resulting in surprising results.
Please see below for Reillan's new swatch!
Skin || ██
Crystals || ██
Hair || ██
Eyes || ██
This will be reflected in their next growth's art, but may be considered as an immediate change in-character.
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