You want to see it? ... I suppose I could indulge you.
Hey, you over there!
[The video's angle changes as Naesala turns to ask a castian pedestrian to hold his yimo for him. The view turns to the mouth of an alley, where Naesala has positioned himself out of the way of the bystanders on the street, a smirk on his face and his hands on his hips.]
Watch closely, or you might miss something.
[A few seconds later, a silver light that sends small motes into the air spreads over his body, transforming him, changing him into something feathery and large. Once it's over a moment later, it's not a small raven that stands in the alley, but one that easily stands near six feet tall. His black feathers are tipped in dark blue, and there's ornate silver symbols over the feathers on both his head and his chest, like odd tattoos.
The camera angle shakes as the castian gives an alarmed shout, making Naesala give a cawing laugh in response.]
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Hey, you over there!
[The video's angle changes as Naesala turns to ask a castian pedestrian to hold his yimo for him. The view turns to the mouth of an alley, where Naesala has positioned himself out of the way of the bystanders on the street, a smirk on his face and his hands on his hips.]
Watch closely, or you might miss something.
[A few seconds later, a silver light that sends small motes into the air spreads over his body, transforming him, changing him into something feathery and large. Once it's over a moment later, it's not a small raven that stands in the alley, but one that easily stands near six feet tall. His black feathers are tipped in dark blue, and there's ornate silver symbols over the feathers on both his head and his chest, like odd tattoos.
The camera angle shakes as the castian gives an alarmed shout, making Naesala give a cawing laugh in response.]