>>6079671Seemingly having heard enough or finally finding the right position to attack the duck from the estate launches itself as the Ota. As it does so its form rapidly shifts in a most disorientating and gruesome manner, wings and legs turn to long and gangly limbs, feathers to purple cloth covered in ghostly white patterns, and by the time the creature has completely changed forms long and sharp claws have found their way into the Stranger’s throat, silencing him forevermore. You bring Sturmfahrerin out in front of you as Marie reels back away from the attacker. It’s then that your mind puts together the pieces of what’s in front of you.
A tall but emaciated figure stands above the two of you, covered from head to two in purple sashes that reveal almost no skin other than its clawed hands and parts of its face. Its skin is a pale white littered with murky splotches and its eyes are the complete opposite of an elves whereas instead of a pure black, they're white, unsettlingly so. As it sets itself up to lunge again you scream “Changeling!” as you:
>Retreat, up the side of the bridge and into the crowds above you>Launch into a melee with your multitude of weapons>Cast a spell>[Write-in] 