"Good. I think I might have some rope we could use," Sheerow offers awkwardly. A slight sadness flashes across her face as she continues, "But... I'm too weak, uh, to carry him. I'll just leave that to you guys." She loons a little distracted as she pulls out the rope hanging off her hip. After some hesitation, she ties Xo up with his hands behind his back. She pauses, her eyebrows scrunching up. "I feel bad for him. I don't think this'll cure the lycanthropy, but at least he won't feel terrible when he wakes up." She whispers an unintelligible word, casting on their sleeping companion.
"I don't think this is a normal case lycanthropy." Akyan says as he helps Sheerow tie up Zo. "I don't think he's been a werewolf this entire time, and he wasn't bitten... Do you think this has anything to do with the rightful queen? Or could it just be some ancient blue moon magic?" He stands up and examines their work, "I'm not sure I'll be able to carry him either. Not without help at least."
"Well, I doubt it has to do with the Rightful Queen..." Sheerow takes a step back, wings lying limp on the floor. She's staring intensely at the bonds on their companion as the gears in her mind turn ceaselessly. "Lycanthropes are definitely tied to the moon, right? It should have to do something with the full moon, most likely the rare full blue moon." Still staring, she rocks back and forth on her feet, fidgeting with the blowgun in her pocket. "It didn't happen until the moon rose, so that checks out. But why Xo? Could it be... random? I doubt this was a targeted attack, or transmitted. That normally only happens with a bite. I haven't seen anyone bite Xo recently. That would be weird." Shaking her head, she snaps out of her train of thought.
A cloud of smoke appears in a dead-end alley, and Aaron Firehand appears.
"You are quite right, Sheerow. This was not random. My fellow president messaged me a few moments ago. Because he has the ability of sight, he can see into the future. We will find out that Xo was effected by the Blue Moon. Allow me to explain:
"Years ago, Zamp Spinner took his spaceship, the Spinner's Mirror, over some asteroid. During his stay, he noticed the first Blue Moon. It quickly became a Chugustian holiday. However, Spinner noticed other things in his crewmates. James Bronzeheart's great-great grandfather had contracted the Blue Moon's lycanthropy as well.
It seems Xo has also contracted it. Once the Blue Moon has waned on the last day of Latehorn, Xo will return to his normal state."
"But I just said it could be---" Sheerow sighs, her forehead falling into her palms with a smack. "Nevermind." Her voice is suddenly incredibly harsh, and you get a creeping suspicion that very few people have heard her like this. "So, this'll all be over in what, a month? A few days? When is the end of Latehorn, exactly?" She walks over to Xo, checking to see if he's still unconscious. He should be. "Well, we need a place to put him so he doesn't hurt anyone else. That poor random dude..." She flies over to them and casts again, hoping to fix a little bit of the damage. "I'll be busy here, so could you please help Akayan and the others find a place for him to go?" She takes this as a chance to leave the conversation, and continues helping whatever person Xo had injured.
Waking up from probably the strangest dream he has ever had, Xo fails to stretch his arms due to his bounded wrists, which had somehow been put behind his back. It then occurs to him that this was not a dream, especially due to his new, annoying beaked muzzle. He feels guilty, but is used to ignoring that feeling. Instead he says, "I must have had a seizure." He is not sure what else to say, and stares directly in front of him, embarrassed. "I mean no more harm."
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The Saga of Las Aminour
General FictionA capitol that will end in hellfire begins with an election of a man named "tyrant".