Journal Entry: Mon Aug 6, 2012, 3:02 AM
Lynx walked by the falling general as he walked to the party. The sword was resting in venom's back and he had no complaints to that.
"So for your fate" Lynx draws his scythe.
The battle was tough but the party over came Lynx's dark magic.
Lynx kneeling laughed hard as he grabbed a relic residing in a pedestal located in the middle of the room.
"Do you know what this is Serge?"
The mute shook his head with fists still cocked.
Serge didn't know what happened but some how Lynx used this artifact to cast a spell and he wasn't exactly transforming into a Lynx but he felt differently. He felt like two souls exchanged bodies.