Athear/Kerin looks down at his unfamiliar, strangely heavy body to find it encased in platemail, a weighty sword hangs from his hip and threatens to pull him back to the ground.
[sblock=ringo]It might take a moment or two to get used to the weight of the armour, weapons and items and his new found stength in this body - only a moment or two.[/sblock]
Azrim/Turin reaches up to touch his beard, and his hand eventually (that seemed to take longer to reach the chin than it should of!) meets a smoothly shaven, square chin.
[sblock=Lord Raven]It'll take a moment or two for you to get used to the new proportions of your body - only a moment or two[/sblock]
Jharvym watches his freinds from around 50 feet away, they seem to be OK, all are standing up at least, but they seem a little stunned, groggy even.