Maddgoths Castle (Chapter 2)

"Consider the helmet unworne" Asher says backing away from the item with his fingers crossed before him, a look of mock horror on his face "Perhaps it's one of those opposite sex helmets? I once heard a story about a barbarian man turning into an Amazon!" he says with a giggle.
 

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Theobold Dwarven Cleric

"It is abjuration, not transmutation magic that the helment contains." He ponders. "Of course someone might have placed a gender bending helment in the magic dead area on purpose to prevent its power..." Looking at the helment. "I'm thinking of trying this thing on, how would you feel about having a twin sister brother?"

OOC: Theobold intended to use the spell after he was out of the magic dead area if I didn't make that clear. :heh:
 

Erik

"Tell me Theo," says Erik with a grin, "Would we even be able to tell the difference between a dwarven man and dwarven maid?"
 

Theobold Dwarven Cleric

"Indeed not friend Erik, dwarven maids carefully conceal their virtue from lascivious humans such as yourselves." With a wistful grin he adds, "ah but when the fake beards and mail come off, oh my what a glorious spectacle." A wink to his brother suggests he may not be entirely forthcoming in his comments.
 

ooc: oops... misread that... :o

Melkolf shakes his head.

"Ahh, I mistook that aura. I'm still thinking about this potion... it's really quite an interesting thing. Someone managed to create a potion of Reduce Monster, that can be used offensively... an interesting and unheard of feat of magic. I shall have to study this further... the fact that this is possible opens up a whole new chain of possibilities..."
 

"And don't be getting any bright ideas Erik if he does turn into Theoboldia. The human proclivity to interbreed with anything that speaks is well known. The fairbeards of the Stonefists are not for you, no matter how much of Asher's brew you imbibe or offer us."
 

"A wedding!" Asher hiccups as he takes a swig from a clay bottle that he has dug from within his pack "I love a wedding, always brings a tear to my eye. Great excuse for a drink as well"
 

Erik smiles at his companions. "I'll make note to stay away from any dwarven females we happen across, so that they aren't smitten by my charms. Unless of course, it is Theoboldia here after he tries on that helmet."
 

Theoboldia? Dwarven Cleric

"I have every confidence that my brother here will defend my honor should I experience a change in gender." With that, Theobold removes his own helment and tries on the new one.
 

The helmet slides over your face - the mirrored visor is nearly transparent from the inside. Everything looks slightly darker (-1 to spot checks), the helmet seems to have no other obvious powers, and yes it comes off easily. You feel basically the same as before you put in on.

Examining it closely a name seems to be inscribed into the back - possibiliy Rayben? its a little hard to read.
 

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