And here I was hoping you would simply offer me words to an incantation...
[ Ignoring how he can't speak them properly right now.
Astarion is... familiar enough with animal transformation, having traveled with two druids. But beyond knowing how it looks when they change shape, he'll have to trust what Alucard tells him will apply to whatever this is.
Silently, he curses the godsforsaken rock for the upteenth time.
His wing flaps in agitation as Alucard traces along the shape of it, though he eventually spreads it taut, trying to concentrate on his words. ]
Perhaps you ought to put me down somewhere... private.
[ If he messes up and turns into some half-bat monstrosity... ]
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Astarion is... familiar enough with animal transformation, having traveled with two druids. But beyond knowing how it looks when they change shape, he'll have to trust what Alucard tells him will apply to whatever this is.
Silently, he curses the godsforsaken rock for the upteenth time.
His wing flaps in agitation as Alucard traces along the shape of it, though he eventually spreads it taut, trying to concentrate on his words. ][ If he messes up and turns into some half-bat monstrosity... ]