Kylar Braeve's day had started out so well. He woke up to sunshine, aced his Government final, and even got to see his classmate Marie's panties when she tripped on her way to turn her test in.  Then, without warning, he had been chased by a pair of strange animals, gotten lost in a section of town he didn't know, tripped through a magic portal, fallen into some ancient ruin, then dragged through a forest by some idiot (though admittedly hot) catgirl who<em>would not shut up</em>.  Before he could even get his bearings, he was then shoved into an anachronistic-looking hunting lodge, pushed to his knees, and then forced to put on some weird ring.  At which point, amidst a ridiculous lightshow and the complete destruction of his favorite uniform, unimaginable magical power was bestowed upon him.<br/><br/>Kylar Braeve's day had started out well.  Now, it was<em>fantastic</em>.  As he settled to the ground, he tensed his muscles, testing them.  Yes... he was definitely stronger... faster, too.  Smarter, even.  Catching his reflection in a mirror he smirked.  More handsome, definitely.  But none of that was what really interested him..  He could<em>feel</em>it, surging through his body... a different kind of muscle... It was part of him, and yet more than him... he felt it in the tattoo that he somehow knew had inked itself on his back... he felt it in the cloak that currently covered that tattoo...  Most of all, he felt it in his throbbing cock, and the thin metal band he could now feel encircling it.  Idly, paying no mind to the beautiful women staring at him - he'd get to them in a moment - he uncurled a hand and held it out,<em>reaching</em>with his new sense.  He felt something deep below answer... suddenly the floor of the lodge splintered with a loud<strong>crack</strong>as part of the bedrock it rested on thrust upwards at Kylar's call, smoothly flowing into the shape of a massive hammer.  He studied his creation for a moment - still ignoring the girls and whatever petty reaction they might have to the damage he caused to the house - and allowed himself to be impressed.<br/><br/>He set the hammer down, done with it for the moment, and finally turned his attention to the women; specifically, the one who had dragged him here and yammered on the entire time.  He'd listened to every word, of course, learned what he could about whatever incredibly backwards society these strange animal-people were from.  But she'd still been intolerable.  Pushing him around.  Explaining things to him like he was a child.  He waited for her to start to say something, and then quick as a flash he reached out with his new power.  "<em>You will not speak unless I command you to.</em>"  A visible force of energy rippled from him to her.<br/><br/>Without waiting to see if it had worked, he turned to the maid.  He opened his mouth to speak... and then paused, taking a moment to admire her form.  He leered at her openly, then said, "So I'm supposed to be some kind of Hero?  Tell me about that.  Why did she" - gesturing at the princess - "bring me here?"<br/><br/>((OOC: Kylar casts Stone Shape to create the hammer (bit of a stretch, I know, but it seems appropriate) and Suggestion on the princess (save DC 23 if she is going to resist).  57/64 SP left))<br/><br/>Kylar:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/MaxAstro/P4Uk8qL_zps3gnrcegs.jpg) (http://s89.photobucket.com/user/MaxAstro/media/P4Uk8qL_zps3gnrcegs.jpg.html)</div></div>