As Rena, Meshnel, and Andrea sat in the caravan, Meshnel in front with the reins, Andrea made it prudent that she stayed as far out of Rena's reach as possible within the confines of the Caravan, still rubbing her sore ass where the mark had been.

"How the hell did you do that?" Andrea asked, shaking her ass at Rena as she faced away from her.

"I found my connection to the light, even on this light-forsaken world." Rena smiled.

"Great, now the paladin is actually dangerous more than as a swordsman with minor healing power..." Andrea remarked as she sat down and continued rubbing her sore ass.

"Yes. And while I have had an epiphany as to my size, it's certainly not useful in combat, so if you wouldn't mind? Or would you rather another symbol FORCE you to, all the while taking the size I lose into your own form until YOU can't move?"

"Oh, and what is this epiphany?"

"...."

"Ha! I kne-"

"A minor evil for the sake ones self or for the sake of another now and then is tolerable."

"Oh..I suppose that's a good start. Anyways, let's see about that figure." Andrea quickly changed the subject before cracking her knuckles, and, with much flair, proceeded to cast spells to shrink Rena down, much as she disliked it. When it was finished, Rena was still a bit larger than normal, her chest a good large size, and her rear fairly noticable, but it didn't at all impede her combat. "That's as low as I'm willing to go!" Andrea said with a huff.

Rena felt up her figure and looked over herself. "I like it. It's perfectly fine. Looks good, and doesn't impede combat. I'm sure I could get anyone's attention back in our own realm."

"Yeah we-Wait, you don't hate it?"

"Nope..."

"Who are you and what have you done with that paladin?"

Rena only chuckled and continued to look out at the landscape, Meshnel simply smiling at the passing conversation.




Option 1: Continue to the other caravan of Feanaro: Aner, Adjara, and Askurei.

Option 2: Skip that and go to the next important event.