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[Inzema]

Inzema was minding his own business doing normal stabby things, which in this case was stalking Lightcursed through the Undercity as she stumbled blindly about, when Cehsneog, his mechagnome butler/destruction machine pinged him on his goggles.
Message Text begins: "Inzema, Jez'ri wants to meet you at the hot springs in Un'Goro. It sounds like she really wants to see you." Text modified from original script to be compatible with sending. C3H5N3O6 ends transmission.
Inzema's grin was wide enough that a normal person's face would have been split in two. He dropped from his perch atop a stone outcropping, landed silently behind the aspiring alchemist and priest, and sprinted in the opposite direction before she even knew what had happened. He pulled a rifle-device from his pocket that couldn't have contained it, some of Qarosimae's enchantment allowing extra storage, slapped a few buttons, the device beginning to whir and emit a radiant green light, and pulled a trigger. Emerald green light lanced out in an erratic beam towards the nearest wall, which seemed to dissolve into a vortex the color of vomit and stone. Inzema ran through and was gone from the Undercity.

In Un'Goro, a portal formed, warping space and time and depositing one maniacally grinning rogue wearing green goggles beside another rogue, this one a troll. Jez'ri gave Inzema a grin, and waved as a greeting. Inzema licked his bloodless lips and smirked. "Hey ssseksssy, Q tellsss me you wanted to sssee me." "'Ey 'Zema. I got a surprise fo ju." "Oh yeah?" he said, interest piqued even further. He resisted the urge to start juggling something, though his right hand strayed to the pocket that contained his dice, tapping against the leather separating his fingers from the bones. "Yah." The troll took a step forward. "I like the locasssion. Remote, hot ssspringsss, you ever done it in them? Man! We shhhould do that." She took another step forward, putting her within arm's reach. A smile spread across her tusked face. One hand was behind her back. Inzema wanted to know what it was badly. She took one step further, placing her so close that they were nearly touching. She placed a hand on his chest. Inzema stood stiffly in more ways than one.
"Suprise," she said.
Inzema blinked, realizing that she had suddenly grown fifty feet or so, standing ten or twenty times his size. Wait, that's not right. Inzema tried adjusting his goggles, only to find a furry paw in place of his hand and an utter lack of goggles.
"What...the...FUCK?!" Inzema started into a string of expletives in Common that would have made a war hardened veteran either vomit from disgust or kill himself from the shame of being able to be that creative and obscene. Something about placing certain anatomy bits into improbable places involving one's mother and an aborted fetus. Jez'ri cackled, bending down to pet his now furry form. It felt good, making him want to arch his little bunny back and get more-NO!
"You turned me into a bunny!" he shrieked, mind racing as to the possibilities involved. Pain lanced through his right arm, and it was then that he noticed he was subconsciously trying to eat himself. He was delicious. "You made me delicious!!" "An' cute!" Another string of expletives followed, to the extent of the king having sex with his crown in his rectum among other things. Inzema stepped through the shadows, slightly surprised that he could do so still, and decided to kill something. He picked the nearest wandering raptor and went at it with all his tiny bunny might..and ripped it asunder as if he had been whole. He blinked a few times, clearing the blood from his eyes and the shock from his mind. "Huh." He eyes the next raptor and repeated the process, minus the shock. He cackled and hopped back to Jez'ri.
"You made me into a sexy bunny god! I'm still delicious..." He stopped gnawing on his forelimb. Jez'ri laughed more, unable to get a word in edgewise while Inzema bounced about excitedly, declaring his plans for bunny domination and a harem. He moved through the shadows to kill another raptor, purely for the sake of killing something so big so easy was awesome. Like felling Onyxia or something in one shot. The raptor, while quickly joining its compatriots in a bloody pile of flesh, was fast enough to scratch Inzema. While it wasn't enough to do anything, it was enough to dispel the bunny enchantment. Inzema blinked, the world back to the normal size and his goggles back. He turned back to Jez'ri, an evil grin spreading across his face. The troll slowly stopped laughing.
"I tink I gonna git now. Ah, ju have a gud one." She whistled, hopping on her raptor and kicking it into...well...do you call it a gallop if it only has two legs? We'll call it a run. The raptor ran, quickly disappearing as Cehsneog materialized beside Inzema, another rifle-shaped engineering device of sorts in hand. The mechagnome handed it to Inzema, who grinned and lept skywards, being grabbed from thin air be Hakesh, his netherdrake. By the time he was oriented, Jez'ri was gone leaving Inzema relatively alone in Un'Goro with a squirrel gun and no one to use it on.