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 sand elven women. Their skins were changed mostly to varying shades of light brown, while their hair grew a bit and darkened. 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 ears grew out, extending until they were long and pointy. The irises of their eyes had changed to that of gold, while their sclerae had changed to a shade of gold darker than their irises.
"Bleedin' arsewipes! I'm an elven lass!" The foreigner of the crew shouted in shock before pausing to notice his.. her new voice, a higher 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 darkened like the rest of the crew's hair. Despite being a light brown skinned, golden-eyed, dark-haired she-elf, 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, also darkened from a light brown to a natural black.
"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 Porto Blanco, 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 Falabia." 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!"