Ever since he met with the strange cloaked man that he bought the potion from, Grimshaw couldn't keep it off of his mind. That was when his mind wasn't compelling him towards water, anyway. Every day, he found his paws leading him closer and closer to the ocean bordering the Armada and he finally just needed to get out. He forced his legs to carry him across the borders of the pack, although once his brain found an alternate route to water, it was on it like flies on stink.

It wasn't much later that Grimshaw found himself unwillingly standing at the edge of the hot springs, every bone in his body rattling in fear. Why? Why was his mind doing this to him? His body, even? He did not want to be here, at the edge of the water and staring in as if the crystal was trying to drag him back down there. Is that what it wanted? Did it want him to drown at the bottom of the springs?

Grimshaw forced himself back a few steps, but it was difficult and took a few minutes before he could even breathe. Squeezing his eyes closed for a moment, he remembered then about the potion. Maybe the potion would heal him? He quickly opened the bottle and downed the liquid inside with a single swallow, desperate to fix whatever was wrong with him. He tossed the bottle to the ground as he finished it so that he could rub his right eye. It had been painful since he woke that morning, but couldn't explain why. Like something was pushing on his eye, though that didn't make sense. Nothing was there, right?

"Speech."

Xtra Grow Potion

But you're already tall enough!

You drink the liquid and it feels like fire on your teeth. They tingle and start to feel loose. Prodding at them with your tongue reveals they are, in fact, shifting in place. One by one they fall out, spittle and glowing ooze coating each one. As they get to the end, you already feel new teeth budding in through the empty sockets. They feel... sharper than before. Within moments, you have tiny little pup- like teeth, just long enough to eat with. Hopefully they keep growing!

You gain:

• Long, sharp teeth- Offensive Mutation. Grow fully in 1 IC season!
  

You lose:

• Your regular teeth- It's like that one dream everyone's had at least once...
  

"Speech"

Malachai could not have said what it was that drew him back here again, maybe it was nothing at all, maybe it was the spirits that seemed to roam the continent now. Or maybe it was just worry for his friend drawing his paws back to this place where he'd saved the other boy from drowning. The truth was though that he certainly didn't expect to find Grimshaw here. And yet... It seemed the two of them would keep bumping into each other.

He frowned as he took in the sight of the other boy. He didn't look all that great. "You doing okay?" He asked as he approached.

Art by Skelle!

Drinking the potion wasn't a good idea. Nope. Not at all. The contents of the vial immediately made his mouth feel like it was on fire, radiating from his gums into his teeth. As they started to tingle through the burning, his tongue lashed about only to notice that they felt... loose. No. That couldn't be right. He felt them again, and in that moment all of his teeth started to fall out, one by one, landing at his paws. His body shook, quivered at the sight before him. Ooze accompanied the collection of his teeth on the ground, seeping from each hole that was left behind.

He stared in shock down below, moments passing before his mouth closed as it began to dry out. As he swiped his tongue over his gums again, he noticed the faint prick of a tooth within each socket. Strange, they felt sharper than before. But they were small, and although they were now growing at a rate much faster than what would be considered normal, they only grew to the size of puppy teeth. He wasn't given much time to think though before a familiar voice rang out and pulled him from his thoughts, his empty silver gaze looking up to meet the bi colored gaze of his hero friend.

Unfortunately, Grimshaw hadn't heard what the boy had said and instead stood there with his legs shaking, ooze dripping from his mouth and teeth at his paws. He absentmindedly reached up to paw at his eye then, only for some ooze to break free and trickle down his face.

"Speech."

"Speech"

Well that was disconcerting. Malachai saw Grimshaw turn towards him and stare at him for a moment, ooze dripping from his slightly agape mouth and for a painful moment they held eye contact, and then slowly, ever so slowly Malachai lowered his gaze, to a pile of teeth, canine teeth.

Grimshaw's movement caught his eye though and he was moving before he knew what he was doing and Malachai flashed out a forepaw to try and catch Grimshaw's forepaw to stop him from rubbing at his eye. "Hey! Nope, you stop that!" He had visions of his cousins, mushrooms, and crystals covering their eyes and he wasn't about to let his friend aggravate that.

Art by Skelle!

He didn't even flinch when Malachai moved to swipe his paw away from his face as he rubbed at his eye, but instead just whined as he placed his foot back on the ground by his collection of teeth. The itching and ache still throbbed within his eye socket as the pressure that was building begged for a release. He stood still for a moment, besides the constant shaking in his legs, as he stared at the ground but slowly he looked up to Malachai. His eyes were wide, full of fear and unknowing. "What's happening to me?" He spoke, though his voice had changed with his lack of grown teeth and sounded almost laughable had the circumstances been different.

As the words left his mouth he stared at Malachai a moment longer before his head slowly turned towards the pool of water that he had been drawn to before his teeth fell out. He felt himself begin to turn, his body moving against his own will in the direction of the springs as his silver gaze once crazed now focused intently on the water despite every cell in his brain screaming at him to stop.

"Speech."

"Speech"

Things were just going from bad to worse, Grim looked at him and stone cold Malachai felt something in his chest tighten. "You're fine." Malachai said, but his voice wavered. He'd never been a particularly well-spoken wolf and so he wasn't as practiced with lying as many of his kinsmen so the fact he wasn't quite sure he believed that statement himself. "You're just a little sick, nothing rest won't help." Oh yeah, that was a big lie, no one had seemed to figure this bullshit out.

As Grim's gaze slid off him Malachai bit back the urge to force his friend's face back. He watched for a moment as Grimshaw started towards the nearest pool and an image of his friend struggling under the water flashed in his mind and Malachai was racing after him, he hefted himself at Grimshaw, attempting to throw himself at the other male, neck craning and jaws parted as he tried to scruff his friend, he wasn't about to let the other young man drown himself over whatever bullshit had infected him!

Art by Skelle!

Grimshaw

You feel a sharp ache in your bones, as if something just took hold, rooting itself into your system.



You gain:

• Crystal (1x)- Used in Firefly's Shoppe, and perhaps elsewhere...
  

F̷̢̢̢̨̨̢̛̛̬̜̩̹͇̝̗̪̜͙͕̝̫̟̥͖̯̱̰̹̗̺̜͈̰͚͎̜̘̩̠̱̱͈̜̭̀̍̇̋͊̉̂̈̑̓̉̄̈́͗̑͗̓̽͋̾̍͛͗͛̏̐̑͐̒̔͋̕͘͘͜͝͠͠͝͠͝ͅͅÍ̷̡̢̞̘͖͙̮̺̝̼͉͈̼̣͕̲̜̤̦̦͚̗̃̊̕͝ͅR̵̨̨̳̭͚̻̱̥̮͓̫̤̺̱͕̹͚̲͕̼̙̯̟̻̠̖͙̘̦̀́̊̒͑͊͋̏́͑̈́̔̌̈́̒́̂̑̃̅͗̅̄͆̍͆̃̓̾̀̾̒̎̾̓̿̅̏͊̕̕͝ͅȨ̸̡̛̤̬͇͍̬̗̙̠͔̓̅̄͊̀̃͐͐̄̏̈̍͗̓̋̏̀̈́̉̐͊́̄̅͘͠F̸̡̡̢̣͔͎̭̳̱̙͖͍̣̳̣͓̰̠̳̜̲̣̠̖̖͉̘̗͙̖̼̜̖̞͙͇̲̫̺̻͙̥͈̬̤̬̩͒ͅͅĻ̸̳̟̘̫̺͓̺̊̋͑̈́͊̇̽̏̒̔̉̊̽̇̉̔̑̉̔͋̈́̈́̃̐̽͘͝͝͝Y̵̡̡̛̛̦͙̬͙̮̘̺̗͕̜̜͙̟͍̺͙̖̫͕̩̆͊̊̈́͛͛̈́̌͊̀̾̿̄̅̏̿̽̑̌͂̇̋̎̐́̑̈́͂͊͒̏̕̚͘͜͝ͅ ̷̨̢̢̢̨̛̣͓̭̘̯̜̗͔͇̜̟͕͙̬̘͖̠̫̫͚̩̠̬̠͍̦̰̯̈́̂̄̂̐̆̀̅́͘͘͜S̷̡̧̡̛̬͕̫̮͖̹̣̖͓̥̹͓̹̹͉̩̠̩̻̠̝͕͐͐̈͒́̈́̄̿́͊̉͊͐̈̆͒̈́̈́̍͊̊́̾̾̄̕̕̚͠ͅͅḨ̵̪͍͓͍̓̎̽͐̐̇͊̈́̊̐̓̎̄̔̋͐̔̏̽͐̿̑̏̏̅͐̆͂̂͒͆̒̄̉̏̈́͌̒̉̎̆͘̕͝͝Ŏ̵̢̧̢̗̬̰̣̹̘̰̥̗̥̦̫̙͈̞̣̘̞̯̟̱̖̀̏͝ͅͅP̵̨͚̟͚͇͎̣̝̞̈́P̶̨̛̛̘̣͍͎̱̙̲͚͚̼̟̈̀̍͆̍̎́͐̈́͐̐̓̆͂̃́̋̍͆͠E̵̢̨̧͍͕͖͍̰̹̦͕̼̺̤̙͉̫̝̠͇̯͙̬̩͉̱͍̔̓̉͋́́̆͐̇̈́̔́̂̓̄͋̈͗͘͝ - Malachai

A scentless wolf stares at you in the distance before turning and disappearing below the horizon.

You gain:

• Mushrooms (4x) - Used in Firefly Shoppe, and perhaps elsewhere...
  

You blink, and you're face to face with a figure who seems as if it's clipping through d̴̰͚͖̮͙̥̥̙̥̬̬̼̙̟̤͖̘̺̩͓̙̣͙͇̤͓̰͕̺͉̳̰̰̺̠̠̟͓̘̭̘̿̈́͛̈́̇̈͗́́͂͌̓̈͛́̀̿̽̓̈́̈͘͜͝͝į̸̡͔̖͈͕͙̺͈̺͔͇͍̭͖̖̟̙͚̠̯̻̘̼̙͇̮̬̳̹̼̣̻͖͉̪̾̀̆̔̉̽͋̄̇̄͂̈́ͅͅm̶̧̢̱̯̲̻̳̞̦͚͖͎̼̹͙̩̹̟͕̥͉̤̭̠͔͎̜̪̲͈̰̼͙̟̱̺̯̼̐̿͛͑͛̅̍́̇̔̎̀̾̉̒͋̾̒̿͛̀̕͠͠͝è̸̢̡̧̥͓̩͉͉̙̺̫̦͍̮̤͙̩̭̹̬̰̭̮̫̹͉̦͔̘͛̈́̍̓̒͌͊͌̌̍̽̓̏̎͘̚͜͝n̴̢̧̝͕͇͚͉̩̱̫̭͇̬̹͎̈ͅś̷̨̨̡̖̩͚̖̱͇͇͔̪̺͎̮̤̻̹̯͔̺̰̯͉͔̼̗̙͈̯͙̮̳̤̹̳̹̝̝̦̻̃̇̌́͒̊̓͋̌̍̐̕͜͝͝ͅi̸̧̧̨̧̭̳̦̲̣̜̼̙̅͛̓͊͆͌̔̿̋͆̑̍̏̔̏̓̌̕̕̕̕͠͝o̴̧̢̦̗̘͔͕̮̼̣̬̥̠̱͚̱̣̩̭̟̺̲̠͕̹͓̲̜̙̝͇͓̩͚̦̿̇̽ņ̶̧̢̢̛̥̣͎̦̬̫͍̪̣̣̦̜̹̝͖͚̟͕̮̫̣͉̗̘̼͎͕͈͉̇͂̊̒̅͛̄̄̅́͂̍͌̌̀̀͂̎̍̆̉̈́̐͋͂̍̈́̽̌̽͘̕͘͘͘͜͜͠ͅs̸̢̧͚̖̟̞̲̥͔̣̼̰̥͔̲̟̮̟̹̠̱̩̬̹͉̯͇̣̭̦̪̱̣͉̭̖͖͚͊̃͋̐͑͌͋̊̕͝ͅ. In front of him, a small wooden stand, which thankfully looks firmly placed in your dimension. On the table lay three items, with their prices beside them. "Choose if you ḑ̴̛̠̲̰̪͎̮̻͕̝̻͉͇̳̙̗̬̤̖̙͚̰̲̑̆̎͆̉̉̈́̍̂̑͂̽͐̽̔͌̈̈́̓̒̂̅͘͘͜ͅą̵̪͙̦̖̮̮͈͖͇̭̗͈̖̫̲̗̜͍̀̾̾̎͂̈́̓͗̎̎̿͋͛̒̑̅̐́̔́̓̕̚͠ͅŗ̵̧̧̛͉̝̰͉̖̯̘̜͉͍̥̟̖̫̤̪͖̬͇͖͓̪̩̫̊̍͂̄͘͜ę̴̡̢̧̢̳̲̹̬̻̫̦̣̣̠̳̼͍͇̜̓͌́̚͜͝, and if you can a̵̘̜͇̱̽̌̇̅̐̏͗̑̂̽̊͆̏̒͝f̵̨̨̜̭̬̠̞̫̮̲̺̼̝̻̟͖̯̼͚͕̻̤̤͉͉̯̈́̾̈́͐͝f̷̟͓͖͔͕͎̥̖̝̞͈͆́̏̀͐̌̈̀̓̎͒̾̃̊̏͛̍͗͜ơ̷̡͓͙͓͚͙̪̖̻̣̞̹̻̻͇̫͓̟̹̔͌̑̈́͛̀̀̀̑̚͝r̷̢͈̝̝̲̼̦̺̜͔̲̳̀̈́ḑ̵̣̜̤̲̹̠͖̪͖͔̗̫̮͎̼̯͎͕̫̭̣͈̥̏ͅit," the figure says. You can't bring yourself to look away without some effort. You are keenly aware of his gaze. He does not seem like he's in the negotiating mood...


Į̴̧̘̹͙̘̲̤͖̔́͑͌̅̾̊͐̍͋̀̓̅̉̇̑̍͠͠ń̶̯͉̫̤̳͚̣̖̳̯͍̤͓̟͉̥̩̀͋̌ͅv̵̡̧̳̠̬̰̺͔̖̠̳̥͉͉̜͕̗͕̋̈͘ͅę̸̧̢̢̯̠̜̟̘̺̳̟̃̑͌̀̉̓͋͊̃̍̑̂̐̇̓̌͆̈́́͗̓͘͠n̵̡͙̲̞̰̭͖̠̮̺͊̉̑́͒̓͌̈́͐̅̚͝ţ̶̢̛̠̮̼͙͙̗̣̘͇̘͓͈͈̱̮̩̲̩̱̠͎͌̽̈́̒̍̎̀̋͗̇̔͊̇̀̀̋̈́͋̉́͌͜͝͠ơ̸̢̨̨̱̟̹̘̩̤̠͈͕̠̪̥̥̙̓͋̎͛̌͐̓̈́̐̌̂͂͑̋͘̚͜͝͠ȑ̴̠̬̫̻̠̘͔͖̦̰̩̖͎̜̞͉̘̭̙̮̰̹̙͔̳̬̱̆̎̍̿̌̇́̍̒͆͗̀͒͐͋̄̓͆́̕͘͠͝y̴̧͎̟̦̘̝̠̣̮̻̥̰͆͆͋͐͂̈́͊͛̈͋͆̊̇̄̾̈́̔̓̽͂̋̽̚͘:

• Mushroom Bath Bomb- 2 /
  It looks like a bunch of mushrooms, grass, and plants rolled into some mud. The seller assures you it’s good for styling your coat pattern exactly how you’ve always wanted it.
  
• Grow Potion- 1 /
  This bottle is shaped like an upside down pear and within it swirls a sparkly gold liquid. The label shows a crudely drawn image of two wolves of vastly different sizes, with a green checkmark over the largest one.
  
• Xtra shrink potion- P2 /
  It comes in an extra tiny bottle. There’s barely even one drop!