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[color=dfdfdf]”What the-...?!”[/color] The girl had been positioned just a little behind the others in such a way that her own transformation had gone mostly unnoticed. By the time the woman had given her warning to the girl, her arm was nearly identical to the complexion of the guard holding the spear. She immediately dropped hers and took a few steps back, bringing her hands up in front of her so she could better see the affliction that was further spreading.

It had begun earlier as a subtle sensation crawling across her arm, but was quickly dismissed as her having fallen asleep on it while unconscious. The ice needles prickling under her skin was nothing more than the blood returning to her fingertips and her nerves firing off, she thought. But while standing there addressing the others and watching events unfold, she realized her arm never stopped feeling weird. More than that, the spear in her hand, which had earlier felt cold to the touch, was still just as cold as before. It felt as though she were holding a rod of ice. It had refused to warm to her touch the entire time she’d been holding it and the needles in her fingertips never went away. Only now, she understood why, or at the very least understood why her arm felt the way it did. She [i]did not[/i] understand what was happening to it.

[color=dfdfdf][i]...Um… Was my arm always like this?... No. No no. I grabbed the spear with my hand. My hand. A regular human looking hand. I know what those look like because I’ve seen hands… I have a han-...[/i][/color]

Images flashed in her mind’s eye once again. Stills from the one memory she had. She thumbed through each frame of a disconnected life and focused on the things she could recognize: A forest of blue roses. A hat shaped like a cloud. An avian dressed in streaks of fire. A large man with a name, the shape of which she couldn’t quite make out. But what stood out to her most above all else was in the foreground and tucked away in the corner. Just barely out of focus were three appendages. Green tipped and gloved.

[color=dfdfdf][i]...Okay… what…?[/i][/color]

Her left hand was indeed a hand. Although not what she remembered her hand to be, it was something she [i]did[/i] recognize. Proportionally shaped. All fingers accounted for and in their proper place. All fingers working properly, attested to the fact that she could sign a rather common expletive. The right hand however was not a hand she recognized. Black scales protruded from her skin like oblong plates of obsidian. Jagged and cut like natural rock formations that were just casually growing out of her and continuing to do so as it crawled up the length of her arm. [i]This[/i] was not something she considered natural at all.

[color=dfdfdf]”Yeah. Hi!”[/color] She turned again to the others. [color=dfdfdf]”I don’t even… what is happening to me?!”[/color]
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[table=bordered][row][/row][row][cell=active][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5597250][color=303030]Character Sheet.[/color][/url]
[color=303030]Name.[/color] ???
[color=303030]Age.[/color] ???
[color=303030]Gender.[/color] Female
[color=303030]Race.[/color] Curse
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[color=303030]Current Appearance.[/color] As pictured but her right arm up to her elbow is covered in black scales. She's visibly distressed.

[color=303030]Location.[/color] Ruins of Illium
[color=303030]Interactions.[/color] Everyone

[color=303030]Summary.[/color] A nameless girl realizes she's made a mistake. Holding one of the spears has resulted in her right arm transforming.[/cell][/row][/table][color=2e2c2c][quote]
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