Mystic heard the strange sounding foot steps getting louder. Felt the wind rush by faster. Yet he didn't care. It was impossible to care when he was so exhausted and needed water. He heard it getting closer. It was close yet so far. He wanted to be in it. Wanted to touch it. Wanted to drink it. He was hurrying in his head yet his body refused to work. He didn't know how to move on land. Half drag himself. Half stumble. Most always aided by animals he sung to and had help him. Without them he would have died in the forest. He only vaguely was aware but his senses slowly came into view. He heard the water. Smelled it. Heard it calling to him from the buckets of water. He heard it bubbling as it slid into something in the back. Looking at the man. "It...fine." he says slowly. A bit easier to talk now that he was not so parched. He weakly nodded his head. "Yeah."<br/><br/>He felt the water and without the restraint of his pants his skin absorbed the water even further. Long strands of hair began to take on a moist look. Even the part not in the water was moist. His hair began to give off the scent of the sea versus no scent at all. He opened his mouth and eagerly drank. His legs once submerged began to change. Webbing forming between his toes as they slow began to change. the skin beginning to take on a scaley look. His legs slowly webbing themselves together. The legs vanishing as did the feet. The tail fin slowly forming and the scales became more pronounced. A yellow golden scaled tail fin sparkled and shimmered beneath the water pooling around it. He lets out a sound of relief. "Water...so long no water. So long just droplets. I thought was going to die." he says. The words easier to speak now that he was revived fully. "Thank you. Whoever you are...thank you. My name is Mystic. Might I know yours?"