<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Invisible-Man-780294.jpg)</div><strong>Skin</strong><br/>HP 23/23; AC 17; Init +3; Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +3<br/><br/><br/>A mighty creature, defeated by rivals and brought low to a shadow of itself, its identity and memories stolen away in its weakness. A part of it struggling to remember even as the rest of it fights to forget. There was a part of Skin that cried out at sympathy in the story...or was it empathy? Was this Gorellik's story being told, or its own? It had buried, fragmentary memories as well, faint imaginings of being something far greater and less restricted than it was now - but those memories flickered brightest in battle, echoing memories of other battles in other forms.<br/><br/>"To negate the power of the Styx entirely might be beyond any entity, even this unity. Allow this unity passage and it will seek to undo the change in flow created by the bugbear unity. But your unity must not simply wait, for it has faltered. It can counter the damage that has been done, if not cure it."<br/><br/>Skin's speech slowed, to where it seemed to be piecing together one word at a time to match its thoughts.<br/><br/>"You serve your...goddess...but you allow its weakness to overcome it. Your...group...is many, and strong. When the...leader...of a...group...falters, the...group...must see to its recovery. You speak of the...memories...of a...goddess...being too strong to fade. A...goddess's...memories...cannot be erased...or its...instincts. Drive those...instincts...to awaken, remind your...goddess...who...she...is. Do not leave...her...behind when next you march to...war. Carry...her...with you, on your...backs...if you must. She...will inspire you by...her...presence, and when battle is joined...she...will awaken, her...instincts...will not permit...her...to slumber when...she...herself...is under threat. She...will crave the...waters...to forget, but...they...will be behind...her. Her...tribe that...she...must lead will be in front of...her, and the bugbear...tribe...that...she...must destroy will be in front of...her...too. Force...her...to be what...she...was, and...she...will be so again. Meanwhile...we...will seek to return the...waters...to...their...course, but you...must aid your...goddess...where...she...cannot aid...herself. Else...our...work will be for nothing. We...can end the loss of...her...identity but...she...must rebuild...her...identity to replace what is lost. Give...her...new purpose to replace the old."<br/><br/>It was quite possibly the long string of words Skin had uttered since arriving into the group's company, and it had visibly drained the odd creature. Beneath its bandage-wrapped and armored covering, it almost seemed to shiver or ripple slightly, and it withdrew back behind the others in the party silently.