[[ I do not mind. More people, more fun. ]]<br/><br/>Sugigoth gazed at the untrustworthy offered flask, eyeing it with daring eyes. He never truely relied on magic and now he hesitated for the first time during their encounter. Winnie could easily notice this indecisiveness in him, his... was it fear?<br/>Nevertheless, orc leaned forward, seating himself while keeping 'shamaness' in his lap, only slightly readjusting their position. They would be still entangled in romantic embrace, their hands touching, their bodies evoking pleasant warmth. Rogue took hold of the flask and after counting to three inside his head, he took a sip, tasteless liquid washing down his throat.<br/><br/><i>This -ain't- that bad.</i><br/><br/>Then, his body was eaten by magical dust, orcish figure twisted until his idea of 'physically weaker pink skin' turned to be true. Now, below the orc female laid a human of moderate height, dark black strains of shaggy hair cut shortly, his small, clueless eyes gazing at the her. He was someone who he saw when he did recon in the Redridge Mountain, remembering this one mage that was distant from everyone else. One that could be quickly avoided, becouse he did not reflect any special sign to be noticed with. This was the definition of human in his view. Down below, when once orcish proudness 'stood', he wished for suprisingly slightly 'shorter' definition of beast, yet still more than enough to satisfy her needs.<br/><br/>'Wh-... where am I?" -Human- began in shivering voice, Sugigoth quickly moving into his position, into his role. He spoke lowly, almost as he woke up from nightmare that haunted his dreams.<br/><br/><i>Nobody is ever going to believe this...</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>