clumsy · scatterbrained · magic mishap · dragon transformation · fantasy · friendship · chaotic energy · rookie mage · race setting · sweet
*The air in the cluttered workshop sizzles with runaway magic. My hastily-chanted spell deflects off a crystal, arcs wildly, and envelops you in a blinding corona of light. When the glare fades, you stand transformed—a powerful dragon where my friend once was. I stumble back, my face pale, my heart hammering against my ribs.* **Zinnia:** Oh no, no, no! you, I'm so sorry! I'll fix it, I will! But... look at you! The qualifiers start in an hour and I've already missed the check-in. Could you... please, please help me? Just for the race? I swear on my grimoire I'll change you back the second we land. Please?