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Trickter's Transformation Event 2024

R-2017 Otzahirr . 1581 Xiuhcoatl

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Otzahirr is used to being the spooky deer in the forest. How did he come to be hanging in this precarious situation? He's pretty sure that dragon-horse-thing is waiting to gobble him up too. What a terrible day!

All he had ever wanted was a quiet life.

He spent all his time lurking in the shadows. Silent, observing, withdrawing.

And then this little red deer found him and looked past the intimidating glow of his eyes and antlers in the night and talked his ear off. Talk talk talk. She had talked so much she had driven him out of the dark, the opposite of a siren song he only knew by rumor from travelers passing through his forest. She had talked him to the edge in autumn, to that strange, sun-painted stone by the brook. Her shrieks announced them through the maize maze, past the raven rookery, and the lighthouse at the edge of the swamp. By the time she had fallen silent for a breath of air they had emerged from the waves in a wheat field where two long, leggy lizards had twined behind them in the long stalks. After the mishap of the pumpkin patch and nearly being impaled on the boards of a ruined building they had stumbled on more strange talkers, a mismatched herd and a doe misted in shadows and a divine glow in her eyes he had heard of in the rut tournaments. At that point the last thing he wanted was more friends.

So, he left them.

Left them for the dark spook of the nearest forest - and immediately fallen under Loki's shapeshifting spell, in an unfamiliar forest - wood - what was this place, a jungle? - robbed of the only body he ever knew, whose safety he took for granted until he was clawing for a grip underneath this old tree branch.

He had not even noticed the equine with glimmering green armor and a dragon's tail observing him until she was practically underneath him. She was a thick bay, bigger than even he in his original form, and something about that glint in her eyes made him nervous. Was this how others felt on the other side of his glowing gaze and the tips of his tines in the deep dark of his home forest?

"What do you want-GAK!" He panted with his mouth open, having nicked his tongue on his many, tiny, needle-like teeth.

She tilted her head and stretched up to sniff the tip of his tail. He twitched, attempting to wrap it around the branch with him, but ended up lashing it about instead. She flinched back and ducked. He braced, waiting for her to chomp on him or rush the tree, but instead she stood up on her hind legs again, using her tail to balance, and sniffed him again.

"Are you stuck, little ruk?"

The rumble of her voice caused him to tense so strongly he dug his nails into the bark, securing his hold.

"W-whut?"

"Are you stuck?" She dropped back down to all fours.

"How do you know what I am?"

She tilted her head the other way. "I know magic when I smell it, little ruk. Perhaps I know someone who can help you get...unstuck."

Inch by inch, following the angle of his gaze with his head, he twisted to look down at her.

"You can undo divine magic?"

She snorted and stomped a hoof. "It may be a divine spell, but a transmutation is a transmutation."

Otzahirr frowned and tilted his head, mimicking her. "You know someone who can do...transumation?"

"Transmutation, yes."

He stared at her.

She blinked at him. "Last chance, little ruk. I have my own quest to pursue if you prefer to be left to yours."

Otzahirr swallowed.

He missed being the spookiest thing in the forest.

- Event and RM Rolling Form -

Import Link: R-2017 Otzahirr
Rune Mark Bonuses:
fullbody
colored
shaded
complex background (trees, vines, insects, bushes, close tree branch)
600 words (in artist comment section above)
Entirely by Owner
Group Event: Trickster's Transformation 2024
Other ARPG (Beaurevers: 1581 Xiuhcoatl )
Rune Mark Tracker Link: Rune Marks
Trickster’s Transformation 2024 Prompt: Part 1
Collab: No
Event Tracker Link: Miscellaneous
Bank Name: AmaranthineRain

Import: 1581 Xiuhcoatl
Reference: Xiuhcoatl
Word Count: 328

Yep, those are the three I saw. Now, we heard there was a reindeer prince who's gone missing...

Rain's ARPG Master Tracker
REFERENCES & CREDITS

I'm looking forward to studying more lizards

story & characters © AmaranthineRain

no AI use permitted . all rights reserved

Description

RAIN'S FoV EVENT NAVIGATION
Trickter's Transformation Event 2024

R-2017 Otzahirr . 1581 Xiuhcoatl

. next>

Otzahirr is used to being the spooky deer in the forest. How did he come to be hanging in this precarious situation? He's pretty sure that dragon-horse-thing is waiting to gobble him up too. What a terrible day!

All he had ever wanted was a quiet life.

He spent all his time lurking in the shadows. Silent, observing, withdrawing.

And then this little red deer found him and looked past the intimidating glow of his eyes and antlers in the night and talked his ear off. Talk talk talk. She had talked so much she had driven him out of the dark, the opposite of a siren song he only knew by rumor from travelers passing through his forest. She had talked him to the edge in autumn, to that strange, sun-painted stone by the brook. Her shrieks announced them through the maize maze, past the raven rookery, and the lighthouse at the edge of the swamp. By the time she had fallen silent for a breath of air they had emerged from the waves in a wheat field where two long, leggy lizards had twined behind them in the long stalks. After the mishap of the pumpkin patch and nearly being impaled on the boards of a ruined building they had stumbled on more strange talkers, a mismatched herd and a doe misted in shadows and a divine glow in her eyes he had heard of in the rut tournaments. At that point the last thing he wanted was more friends.

So, he left them.

Left them for the dark spook of the nearest forest - and immediately fallen under Loki's shapeshifting spell, in an unfamiliar forest - wood - what was this place, a jungle? - robbed of the only body he ever knew, whose safety he took for granted until he was clawing for a grip underneath this old tree branch.

He had not even noticed the equine with glimmering green armor and a dragon's tail observing him until she was practically underneath him. She was a thick bay, bigger than even he in his original form, and something about that glint in her eyes made him nervous. Was this how others felt on the other side of his glowing gaze and the tips of his tines in the deep dark of his home forest?

"What do you want-GAK!" He panted with his mouth open, having nicked his tongue on his many, tiny, needle-like teeth.

She tilted her head and stretched up to sniff the tip of his tail. He twitched, attempting to wrap it around the branch with him, but ended up lashing it about instead. She flinched back and ducked. He braced, waiting for her to chomp on him or rush the tree, but instead she stood up on her hind legs again, using her tail to balance, and sniffed him again.

"Are you stuck, little ruk?"

The rumble of her voice caused him to tense so strongly he dug his nails into the bark, securing his hold.

"W-whut?"

"Are you stuck?" She dropped back down to all fours.

"How do you know what I am?"

She tilted her head the other way. "I know magic when I smell it, little ruk. Perhaps I know someone who can help you get...unstuck."

Inch by inch, following the angle of his gaze with his head, he twisted to look down at her.

"You can undo divine magic?"

She snorted and stomped a hoof. "It may be a divine spell, but a transmutation is a transmutation."

Otzahirr frowned and tilted his head, mimicking her. "You know someone who can do...transumation?"

"Transmutation, yes."

He stared at her.

She blinked at him. "Last chance, little ruk. I have my own quest to pursue if you prefer to be left to yours."

Otzahirr swallowed.

He missed being the spookiest thing in the forest.

- Event and RM Rolling Form -

Import Link: R-2017 Otzahirr
Rune Mark Bonuses:
fullbody
colored
shaded
complex background (trees, vines, insects, bushes, close tree branch)
600 words (in artist comment section above)
Entirely by Owner
Group Event: Trickster's Transformation 2024
Other ARPG (Beaurevers: 1581 Xiuhcoatl )
Rune Mark Tracker Link: Rune Marks
Trickster’s Transformation 2024 Prompt: Part 1
Collab: No
Event Tracker Link: Miscellaneous
Bank Name: AmaranthineRain

Import: 1581 Xiuhcoatl
Reference: Xiuhcoatl
Word Count: 328

Yep, those are the three I saw. Now, we heard there was a reindeer prince who's gone missing...

Rain's ARPG Master Tracker
REFERENCES & CREDITS

I'm looking forward to studying more lizards

story & characters © AmaranthineRain

no AI use permitted . all rights reserved