Ron and Jasmine were quite the duo. Cleric and Ranger, Human male and female respectively. They've been exploring and adventuring in various parts of Morphia for years already, although they haven't been in the deepest parts. Their skills and mindsets complimented each other well. They even had some sexual flings in the past, although they just settled with a friends with benefits relationship.
Ron was a Cleric, or Priest depending on who asked, of study. Clerics of his type didn't necessarily seek out the unknown, but to better understand everything around them. So studying was a big quirk of his priesthood, which included just observing how things worked and noting them down when possible. The result was he was more than okay with being methodical in exploring Morphia rather than just charging into the unknown. His combat style lended towards casting spells in preparation and being an armored and competent melee combatant, if not as good as a dedicated warrior.
Jamine was both hunter and explorer. She seeked out new prey or marks when possible, but she said that she always retained a child-like curiosity in exploring her surroundings when possible. Thanks to her upbringing, she learned to survive in the wilderness and learned patience with hunting various animals, monsters, and sometimes people especially with trapping. The relatively more forward of the two, Jasmine was the "leader" if the description if needed, but they spent plenty of time getting each other's thoughts for each excursion. Jasmine preferred to use the bow when possible, but would switch to a spear if needed, especially learning that some beasts could easily clear distance.
Overall they took smaller jobs, especially those of scouting and observation. Guides too, although they made sure the terms were reasonable and not leading to suicidal tasks. They have had dealt with issues of transformations, mostly just bodily modification items, although there was one time Jasmine turned into a Male Wood Elf. It was an enjoyable experience according to Jasmine, and well suited to her combat style, but she felt the mental changes were pushing her too heavily to being in tune with nature and she preferred her beauty as a woman rather than a man. They have done well to avoid transformations, especially due to alertness. However, today was the day a major change would happen...
"Hey, Jasmine, can you pass the water flask?" Asked Ron, currently sitting near a campfire on a fallen log. They had just finish one of their excursions, but currently not near enough to the town of Morphia to get there before nightfall.
"Uhh Ron, there's several flasks that look like water. What if one of them is a cursed one we got earlier?" Responded Jasmine, currently digging through a bag of loot they had.
"It's marked. I double-checked it with a spell and our magic-detection wand. It will be okay". Reassured Ron.
Jasmine found the marked water flask, tossed it over the fire to Ron, and down the throat of the thirsty Ron.
"See? Nothing wrong!" Assured Ron after a refreshed sigh.
Then suddenly, there was movement and sounds from the bag of loot. Ron and Jasmine positioned for a fight with their weapons, and out came a a naked fairy girl, a humanoid a few inches tall, gossamer wings, and oddly-colored and styled hair along with a few other in-human traits.
"By the gods, that was some good water. Do you know hard it is to get normal water around here? I was a gnome, then a troll, then what you see here!" the fairy make a gesture of grabbing one of her boobs and a motion at her height.
"Wait, you said the normal water?" asked Ron.
"Oh yeah, the one marked! Clear as day! As thanks, I replaced the water with Fairy Water!" responded the fairy.
"By Hokner..." responded Ron as the colored drained from his face.
"Oh don't worry, it won't turn you into a fairy. Just an animal...one of those horses I think!" the fairy made an exaggerated motion of putting her finger to her chin.
Jasmine made a motion to grab the fairy, but the nimble fairy flew out of reach. "Hey, I replaced your water, didn't I? Being transformed ain't so bad. I helped all sorts of people with changes in exchange for their food and drink I miss so much! See ya later, fellows!" The fairy then made her escape into the darkness, and Jasmine went to Ron to assess him.
"I feel it, the tingles from the past transformations... but this is affecting my whole being. Is this what it was like when you turned into a wood elf?" asked Ron. Jasmine could only nod as the transformation begun.
And on came the transformation, with little care for Ron's armor and clothing. It came in weird spurts, with a human head turned into a horse's one and the arms turned into forelegs as the oddest things. His sounds turned into neighs and whinneys, although he did his best to keep his composure to not attract attention to their camp. Soon he became an equine...