>>5617026Your spirit and the demon’s essence are at odds in many ways, but you find the commonalities—you find each other, in the unfamiliar mystical space between your spirit and the world without. Irinnile—fully green of hue, now, and even more ‘herself’ in appearance—appears as if from a thick fog around you, and takes your astral projection by the hand.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Irinnile cracks at you with a smirk. “I guess they’ll let just anyone in these days, huh? But, say… Is that the form you’re goin’ with, big boy?”
You blink a couple times and tilt your head, confused as to her meaning. You are on the plane of spirit and mind—how can you be anything but yourself?
Irinnile sighs, and with a snap of her fingers she materializes an illusory mirror. You gaze into it, and see…
>’Theral’, King of Bloodrise, glorious copper-gold king of a dark empire, clad in armour made specially for his massive <Dragonshape>>’Long Wang’, the shoggoth-cuirassed and shaggy-bearded human, who has bested princes in battle and wooed princesses in the arena of love>Your true, natural form—bronze-pink of skin, orange-red of hair, long of snout, of more human proportions[This will affect how the Princess perceives you, but your choice will also reflect your self-perception moving forward]
