50th of Summer 517AV
Ball woke with a start, something was not normal from the get go and he was rather confused. Everything seemed... roughly his height? That didn't seem correct, the knighthood didn't just build a whole set of beds, the barracks, everything to his height... That just doesn't make sense. Especially not overnight. Something else was going on. Ball was no creative thinker but he knew that this just had to be something done by a Rhysol Agent. He sat up on the bed and looked down at the ground, his eyes staring at the wood and ignoring the fact that he was seeing two blue massive legs with hands resting on the thighs – his thighs... That means it was his hands...
“I'm blue!” The knight called out in shock. “I am petching blue.” He stood quickly like he normally would and almost toppled himself over, he stumbled as he regained balanced and the Pycon – no no, not pycon... Anymore? – The knight huffed out in shock. He was trying hard to wrap his mind (Nexus...) around what was going on, but nothing made sense. There was no logical explanation as to what was going on. Something had to be done to fix this. There was little thought to what he was doing, much like normal for the knight during his squire years, and he pushed himself away from the bed and out the door of the barracks.
Ser Ball quickly found himself in the bright sun of the yard and it was here that Ball noticed something was amiss beyond his large blue form... He was stark naked. Not a stitch of clothing... There was a brisk breeze that came in off the sea that the city of blue men banked. Normally this would be skirted by Ball as his appearance showed clothing, but not now... This was a whole different situation. The knights and their squires if they had any, were found to be stopped in their training or chores to turn and stare at the unknown naked blue Akalak in their presence. There was a call for the man to state his name and rank.
It took Ball a tick to realize that the question was directed at him and Ball spoke, “Ser Ball... “ There was a bit of silence and then laughter that quickly broke out. This was not what Ball suspected and a few of the larger Akalak knights came forth and ushered the naked Ball away from the barracks pausing to hand him a tunic and pants before pointing to the city. “You are not Ser Ball. He is a man of clay. A small fellow and you.... Well you are far from small.” Ball tried to prove he was who he stated he was but it was of no use and he got directed to head into the city of Riverfall and seek what he wanted or needed there.
Ball didn't know what he should do so he made his way to the City of Riverfall, it wasn't a long walk but one he was not use to and when he did reach the city he asked the guards to direct him to a training center. They gave him a perplexed look before showing him to the Sasarans. One was apparently for unarmed and one for weaponry.
Let see if I still can fight... Ball stepped into the unarmed Sasaran and found himself lost to a sea of large colorful men fighting in a variety of styles... None though were familiar to him in nature and Ball instantly realized he was not going to be able to fight with his hands like he knew how to... Ball turned and sat down on the ground beside the Sasaran, struggling back tears of fear.