Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24530736-20140514221319/@comment-24260323-20140709162210

Quietly sneaking her way to the side of the testing area, Ferron stood at the side of the instructor overseeing the test.

The pain in her missing left arm was starting to intensify once again, making her visibly uncomfortable as she tried to focus on her work preparing to judge the combatants.

As soon as she was almost finished with the preparations, she felt her as if her soul was being torn out of her body and thrown across the Sparring Hall and into another body. At first, she could see only darkness; but as soon as her vision returned to her, she found herself sitting in front of a disassembled weapon.

Immediately, she felt a sharp pain and looked at her arm- or rather- new arm and found it wrapped in bandages. Ferron quickly patted herself down and found that she was once again in a male body.

"This day is getting worse by the hour...", she muttered to herself in her new voice.