[ OOC: Welp, with the dragonmark showing up I may as well go on with the rest of the character changes that I had worked out with ambrose.  It'll be a little sudden, but such is the nature of things like this. ]<br/><br/>A minor itch that had been bothering him suddenly changes to a burning sensation as the dragonmark flares into existence on the side of Aethon's upper torso.  Looking at it in frank disbelief as he tries to understand what could have made it come into being, he remembers back to what the shadowy sacrifices had said, that by accepting them, they would reshape his body in the process.<br/><br/>As he remembers this, the feeling of weight in his stomach suddenly dissipates, but he has bigger things to worry about as pain wracks his body.  Driving him to his knees almost immediately, it doesn't seem to stop as he can feel his body being reshaped from the inside out.  The others can plainly see his body twisting and shifting as the magic runs it's course.<br/><br/>When he regains his feet, he's completely unrecognizable from what he was a few minutes prior.  Where his skin was once smooth, it's now scaled, much like the Blackscales they had fought.  In fact, it looks almost a mirror of the dracotaur they had fought (and whose corpse was still under Linda's control).  The most obvious difference, however, is that his scales are a bright, shining silver, except for where the dragonmark still weaves it's way through and around them.  Looking at his form, Aethon's obviously still trying to understand what just happened.  "I'm going to have a lot of questions when we get back to Surkil."