After leaving the mists, the crew finally got to get a look at themselves, changed by the mist, minds cleared. They were no longer a crew of Novofortian men, but of women resembling native Noviancans. Their skins were each several shades of dark brown, while their hair grew a bit and was very frizzy. Their physique had changed a bit, their muscles had been toned down a bit, but not completely gone, just changed to fit a more feminine body, with supple breasts and wide hips noticeable through their sailors attire. Their nostrils and lips have noticably increased in size as well.
"Bleedin' arsewipes! I'm a dark lass!" The foreigner of the crew shouted in shock before pausing to notice his.. her new voice, a deep feminine voice. She still kept her distinct accent in it, though.
"We.. we're all women.." Emanuel would say, also shocked at her new voice. She still had her ponytail, but it was frizzy like the rest of the crew's hair. Despite her dark skin, larger nostrils and lips, she still resembled a female version of her male self.
Emilio would blink repeatedly, rubbing her eyes, jaw open, before shaking her head. She would take a look at herself by way of the ocean. She also looked like her twin sister, but had shorter hair, frizzed into a small afro.
"This is a lot to take in.." Emilio would sigh to herself, before turning to her newly changed crew, "But we must press on! We're still to dock by Cheres, and we will find answers why we changed, and we will get our old bodies back, or die trying."
"Brother.. are you sure we can change back?" Emanuel would question.
"This mist was not natural, someone or something caused it to be here. We will most likely find our answers deeper in Novianca." Emilio responded, with a stern look on her face.
"While we're changed, we may have to get used to it for a bit.. Manuela.." Emilio would smirk while Emanuel, now Manuela, had a slight grimace on her face. "..Manuela.." She sighed. "Fine.. Emilia."
Emilia snickered. "We'll be fine.. alright men.. er.. women.. prepare to dock!"