Dothar sighed. This was inevitable. He removed his helmet and fake face. Stringy, random hairs had resprouted from his head and he was regrowing a nose. "The Staff has begun to take it's toll on me. I suspect within a dozen or so more strikes from it, I'll be entirely human again."

(I tried morphing an image online and posting to a public site for the picture. If that doesn't link or remain, imagine the image of the character + David Bowie from Labyrinth)

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"This is our home. I don't want to leave it and don't think the people would support it anyway. I will do anything... anything to save my people," Brianne replied.

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