<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/94af81c72033b9f6704e399ef8b088dc.jpg)</div><strong><strong>Yolanda "Yadi" Travinio</strong> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1l-5IsB_DiiB8pYDu78MFGJT1Q13XqXTy88K7-94GtUU/edit?usp=sharing) wearing absolutely nothing.  <br/><strong>Location:</strong> Banquet Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everybody, including Atendent and Tim.  <br/></strong><hr/><hr/><br/>It took Yadi most of the journey to wrap her head around what had happened.  It was all patently, ridiculously imposible, of course, but she had only to look at her white-gold skin, or her new, shorter hair, bigger breasts, or....<br/><br/>Pointed ears!<br/><br/>She couldn't simply write this off as an elaborate prank.  While in all likliehood it was a dream or halucnation, well...  Yadi wasn't well versed in fantasy novels, much les games, but she had read a few.  One of them was The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever, a story about a man prophecied to save an alien, magical world wielding the power of white gold.  Thomas's inability to accept the reality of his world lead to him doing several horible things and stumbling into trouble quiet often.<br/><br/>"So, delision or not, I'm going to treat this like it's real.  I won't be Thomas Covenant."<br/><br/>By the time they reached the capitol, Yolanda's legs were well mended.  She'd done her best to wash the two sackcloth tops in a stream.  One was beyond repair.  She wrapped another aoround her hips and tied it off.  It made for an emberassingly short miniskirt... and she didn't even have panties!  Walking throuhg the streets in search of the elders, Yadi's emberasment quickly returned, and her cheeks flared at the looks of the townsfolk.  The baths were a blessed relief, and she chattered iwth the teenage girl who helepd her in the bath, putting together an outfit somewhere between servicably rugged, fun to dance in, and just cool.  Standing in front of a polished steal mirror, looking at herself in the costume, she couldn't help but grin.  "Okay...  I must confess i'm starting to look the part of some sort of Wind-Sent hero."  She glanced back at the teenage girl and inquired, "how do you think I'd look with a sword?<br/><br/>Later, at the banquet, Yadi ate heartily, feeling herself grow stronger by the hour.  "So Tim," she inquired before official buisness began, "Have you figured out any more, erm...  Magic?  What's it like?  And how did you figure out what you could do?"<br/>