There are many things that were expected in the majestic Shrine. What was not expected was what was practically a cakewalk to a room filled with magic items. The entire time the treasure was being divvied up, Iskander was scoffing at what a waste of time it was - not that he wasn't going to take his share of the spoils. A girdle that would increase his ability to reach new heights of physical prowess was simply impossible to pass up. And while he was there, wasn't that the perfect time to stretch out for a nice nap? Certainly!<br/><br/>What he certainly did not expect was to wake up feeling so light. Iskander sprung to his feet from where he had managed to find a rather comfortable bed of plant life to rest upon. What was even more unexpected was when the spring upward was so off-balance. The heels of his boots strike far too early, causing the mercenary to overcorrect with his upper body. The center of gravity is different as well, which then sends him stumbling forward until his hands slap against the wall of the large, circular dome.<br/><br/>Iskander attempts to take stock of the situation after this. Step one is to glance down and take stock of why the balance is off. This naturally reveals that<strong>he</strong>is now rather distinctly a<strong>she</strong>. Large bust like he would very well like on his tavern wenches? Check. Corset to emphasize it more, seemingly made of some sort of strange leaf? Check. Tiny leaf skirt that is oddly conveniently free in movement? Check. High heels that are oddly comfortable but still manage to ruin the whole point of any attempt at balance in combat? Check. Iskander's spear is still right where it was left.<em>She</em>bends over and scoops it up, looking around at the others.<br/><br/>The blonde mercenary, now buxom and curvy, furrows her brow, clearly rather confused with the situation.<strong>"The hell am I - oh god is that my voice? Somebody tell me what the hell is going on! How am I supposed to be a proper mercenary lookin' like this? And why the hell did I even go with you lot to begin with!? How drunk <em>was</em> I? Was this some new crazy bet, because I don't approve."</strong><br/>