Xoscyl
06-13-2006, 11:34 AM
A high pitch squeal rang over the hearthstone, as a small gnomish device shone as bright as the sun before Taegol and Xoscyl. The latter of the two had found the trinket while The Grim pillaged Menelith Harbor. It had been a grand adventure, and she thought the small device would be a nice souvenir.
As the bright light faded back into the device, so did the squeal. Taegol and Xoscyl stood for a moment, stunned by the obnoxious assault on their senses. The two could vaguely make out the voices of those that spoke over the hearthstone, nor could they make out much but the outlines of those around them.
“Punt a Gnome?” Zargoth questioned after the sound subsided.
“Man, that was bright” Xoscyl shook her head, “Stupid Gnome trinket.”
Taegol rubbed his eyes, “Yeah, I’d never go near those with a 10 foot pole, Zark wouldn’t even sniff it.” He paused a moment “Hmm, the device seems to have messed with me a bit, my clothes feel a bit tighter.”
“Yeah… and mine feel loose. That’s the last time I pick something off a gnome.” Xoscyl squinted, trying to make out the images of those around her.
Taegol turned to the Bowyer and passed him some coin. “Your finest arrows.” The Bowyer gave a snort and laughed a bit as he handed the orc a bundle of arrows. “Ignorant fool,” Taegol grunted at him.
Xoscyl spun around, cocking her head to the side and said, playfully, “It is not uncommon to have people laugh at you Taegol.”
Regnanetah broke into the conversation. “Wh’d ja say it ain strange ta ave people laugh at ja Taegol? Usually ja insult odders, no jaself.”
“Huh?” Taegol exclaimed, confusion washing over him.
“Did I miss something? How’d he insult himself?” Xoscyl questioned.
Taegol then whispered, just loud enough to make sure those over the hearthstone would hear, “I think someone’s had a bit too much to drink.” Xoscyl chuckled in response.
Regnanetah then countered with, “Jus said it Taegol mon. Ju said it ain uncommon ta ave people laugh at you Taegol.”
“Aye, that is what Xoscyl said…” Taegol admitted.
“I said that… Not Taegol.” Xoscyl argued.
“An I avoid drink. Cause it messes with ja ead. No… it was Taegol’s voice.”
An itch began on Xoscyl's inner thigh, under her now loose clothing. She proceeded to scratch it, and was very surprised with what she found.
Shocked, Xoscyl exclaimed, “Oh my god! I have a …”
“You two switch bodies?” Wiltedflower tried to clear the confusion with the question.
“Now that I hear it,” Taegol said while rubbing his eyes, “ Your voice does seem a bit mani… WHAT?!?!” He peered at the figure in front of him, as if he were looking at himself in a mirror.
“Where’s my beautiful green body?!” Xoscyl frantically looked over the male body that she now inhabited. It was one she knew, the one of her partner.
Regnanetah chuckled, “I see, looks like da gnome device ad fun wit ja.”
“Well,” Taegol stood, his hands on his womanly hips, “Seems we have ourselves in a bit of a situation here.” A near by Tauren looked Taegol’s way and sent the male possessed orc woman a wink. “Hey buddy, what you looking at?” Taegol threatened, shaking his fist, causing his chest to bounce. “Back off, or I’ll shove my spear in your side!” The Tauren watched Taegol’s womanly body as it’s chest rose and fell with each heavy, angry breath. He seemed quite intrigued by the orc’s behavior.
Xoscyl stood very uncomfortable, unsure of what stance to take with the new appendage she had discovered. “This is too weird… I think I’m going to go to bed. This is too much for me to take right now.”
Taegol backed toward the inn, “Perhaps that is a good idea. I don’t like the way this Tauren is looking at me. We’ll figure this out in the morning.”
With that, the two made their way into the inn and barred themselves into a room. It was long before either was able to get to sleep. But once they did, their predicament was forgotten and replaced by pleasant dreams. That is, until they woke the next morning.
Xoscyl stirred first, her now masculine body was hard to maneuver and she struggled to get out of bed. As she rose, she realized another part of her had as well.
“WHAT?!?!”
As the bright light faded back into the device, so did the squeal. Taegol and Xoscyl stood for a moment, stunned by the obnoxious assault on their senses. The two could vaguely make out the voices of those that spoke over the hearthstone, nor could they make out much but the outlines of those around them.
“Punt a Gnome?” Zargoth questioned after the sound subsided.
“Man, that was bright” Xoscyl shook her head, “Stupid Gnome trinket.”
Taegol rubbed his eyes, “Yeah, I’d never go near those with a 10 foot pole, Zark wouldn’t even sniff it.” He paused a moment “Hmm, the device seems to have messed with me a bit, my clothes feel a bit tighter.”
“Yeah… and mine feel loose. That’s the last time I pick something off a gnome.” Xoscyl squinted, trying to make out the images of those around her.
Taegol turned to the Bowyer and passed him some coin. “Your finest arrows.” The Bowyer gave a snort and laughed a bit as he handed the orc a bundle of arrows. “Ignorant fool,” Taegol grunted at him.
Xoscyl spun around, cocking her head to the side and said, playfully, “It is not uncommon to have people laugh at you Taegol.”
Regnanetah broke into the conversation. “Wh’d ja say it ain strange ta ave people laugh at ja Taegol? Usually ja insult odders, no jaself.”
“Huh?” Taegol exclaimed, confusion washing over him.
“Did I miss something? How’d he insult himself?” Xoscyl questioned.
Taegol then whispered, just loud enough to make sure those over the hearthstone would hear, “I think someone’s had a bit too much to drink.” Xoscyl chuckled in response.
Regnanetah then countered with, “Jus said it Taegol mon. Ju said it ain uncommon ta ave people laugh at you Taegol.”
“Aye, that is what Xoscyl said…” Taegol admitted.
“I said that… Not Taegol.” Xoscyl argued.
“An I avoid drink. Cause it messes with ja ead. No… it was Taegol’s voice.”
An itch began on Xoscyl's inner thigh, under her now loose clothing. She proceeded to scratch it, and was very surprised with what she found.
Shocked, Xoscyl exclaimed, “Oh my god! I have a …”
“You two switch bodies?” Wiltedflower tried to clear the confusion with the question.
“Now that I hear it,” Taegol said while rubbing his eyes, “ Your voice does seem a bit mani… WHAT?!?!” He peered at the figure in front of him, as if he were looking at himself in a mirror.
“Where’s my beautiful green body?!” Xoscyl frantically looked over the male body that she now inhabited. It was one she knew, the one of her partner.
Regnanetah chuckled, “I see, looks like da gnome device ad fun wit ja.”
“Well,” Taegol stood, his hands on his womanly hips, “Seems we have ourselves in a bit of a situation here.” A near by Tauren looked Taegol’s way and sent the male possessed orc woman a wink. “Hey buddy, what you looking at?” Taegol threatened, shaking his fist, causing his chest to bounce. “Back off, or I’ll shove my spear in your side!” The Tauren watched Taegol’s womanly body as it’s chest rose and fell with each heavy, angry breath. He seemed quite intrigued by the orc’s behavior.
Xoscyl stood very uncomfortable, unsure of what stance to take with the new appendage she had discovered. “This is too weird… I think I’m going to go to bed. This is too much for me to take right now.”
Taegol backed toward the inn, “Perhaps that is a good idea. I don’t like the way this Tauren is looking at me. We’ll figure this out in the morning.”
With that, the two made their way into the inn and barred themselves into a room. It was long before either was able to get to sleep. But once they did, their predicament was forgotten and replaced by pleasant dreams. That is, until they woke the next morning.
Xoscyl stirred first, her now masculine body was hard to maneuver and she struggled to get out of bed. As she rose, she realized another part of her had as well.
“WHAT?!?!”