Surraruthru and spellhoarding (Surraruthru)

[Iron Dragoon]

Mostly done, just finalizing some spell stuff and waiting on the loot answers.

[Anastasia]

Right, we'll get those tonight then and get you rolling after work.

[Anastasia]

Awareness comes slowly, and what comes is pain. You hurt everywhere, dragging you back to awareness.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surratuthru groans and rills over, trying to stand as he looks around trying to stand.

[Anastasia]

You feel dizzy, a far away cry. Kascha saying something, a blur of sound and wind.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru tries to focus on Kascha's voice, attempting to blink his vision clear, attempting to speak.

"Ow."

[Anastasia]

Your vision clears. Your vision is sharp and clear, amazingly so. Kascha's sitting on a chair next to you as you lie curled up atop a bed. "Surru?"

[Iron Dragoon]

"Yes. And pain. More pain than Surraruthru, I believe. I believe I'll choose to not move for a bit longer. How long has it been?"

Saying this, Surraruthru shifts a bit to get more comfortable and keeps an eye towards Kascha, sparing a bit of attention to the new traits to his vision and inspecting the room and Kascha.

[Anastasia]

"Five days," Kascha says, "You were burning with fever the first two, but it's died down. Oh, here," Kascha says, "Turn around," she points, "You should see yourself in the mirror."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru grunts and sits up slowly and carefully, looking at the mirror.

[Anastasia]

Okay, you have leisure to make any reasonable changes to your appearance from the transformation that you see fit. Feel free to describe them here.

[Iron Dragoon]

About the only thing I can think of is to have my general appearance a bit more delicate and my horns more intricate, with a general red tinge to my scales.

[Anastasia]

Cool. Go ahead and describe it then IC.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru sees... himself. Except.. The grace of a dragon is more pronounced. His features finer, more sleek and streamlined. His previously white and golden scales are tinged red and his horns and ridges more fine and defined.

"Hm. An interesting change. A bit more... Regal, I think. What do you think, Kascha?"

[Anastasia]

"It makes you look more mature," Kascha says, "So was the ritual a success?"