Coldblooded Murder of Faith

Thesis finally detached himself from the torn body and found himself wandering lost without hope in the planes. Kord did not come to his rescue this time. Maybe he had abandoned him for his foolishness in following another God's cleric into battle. Maybe his luck had just run out.

But, events were moving down in the material and if Thesis looked over his shoulder he could just catch a ghostly image of the battle raging and rapidly coming to its bloody conclusion. Then all of a sudden he felt a pull like a giant cable forcibly dragging him backwards. Thesis lost all sense of reality and images of dragons and snakes and water rushed by as he found himself waking to the sound of a small female voice incanting above him.

Slowly his senses were returning, but they didn't feel right. He didn't feel right. He opened his eyes and what he saw was extraordinary. Everything was far clearer than it had ever been.

In the hours that followed, Wer explained that he was still Thesis as he ever was, but that he was in another body. A stronger body, but an alien one. He flexed his arms with even more strength than before and he also flexed his .... tail!

He lost his faith as cleric, but was reincarnated in a slithering alien reptilian body and he would live to fight on as a Lizardfolk. But now the only thing hot inside him now was the burning desire to be returned to his own body ...

Thesis got up, discarded the plate armour* that had slowed him up and gave him the unreal feeling of invulnerability and instead donned his trusty chain shirt. In any case, he couldn't find a way of cutting a hole in it for his new rear appendage!!

* to be sold later ;)