Chapter 521 Appropriate Attire
The 'appropriate attire' that the maids brought them looked like the sort of puffy and frilly noble attire that the Trolls at the south gate of Oakhamping had been wearing, but in plain white.
It was quality clothing, but unless they were at a church or a wedding, they would definitely stand out.
[They put a spell on it to track you.] Cara reminded Karl as soon as she saw the clothes.
[Can you remove it without coming out of your space?] n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
There was a pulse of power over the clothing, and Karl sensed her satisfaction.
[Done.]
"I suppose that we should change to make them happy. The clothing should be safe." Karl informed the others.
Dana looked at the clothes. "I don't know what was cast on them, but there is still magic on these clothes." "It should be safe, though." At least, Karl assumed that Cara would have noticed if there was something harmful on them.
Karl disabled his armour spell and slid the pants of the only not a dress type outfit up before pulling the coat over his shoulders. There was no shirt, but in his size enhanced form, he was more heavily muscled than he remembered his natural body being. Even with the coat only having two buttons at the bottom and the chest open, it wasn't a bad look.
Then he put on a pair of the slippers and the whole outfit changed colour. It was a deep blood-red with black trim, and a bit of gold embroidery. With his shaggy black hair in need of a trim, the rich fabric was a bit of a visual contrast, especially at the filly collar and cuffs.
Dana giggled as she slid one of the dresses over her head before removing her armour and outfit.
It was a frilly sleeved princess dress with multiple layers of petticoats, and Karl couldn't help but smile at her frustration as she realized that there was no way to properly put it on yourself. It buttoned up the back all the way to the neck, and then a ribbon was designed to be tied around the waist.
It was a Princess' dress, for certain. Exclusively intended to be worn by a lady with maids.
Ophelia was staring at the clothing in intense disgust, but the four dresses were the same, just in different sizes.
"You could transform into a Dire Bear and just refuse to wear clothes." Karl offered.
"I'm not sure that a Nature Priestess is the best judge of character. Though, it could just be a side effect of your lineage. Some of the more violent species always have a disturbingly dark aura base from their nature, and then another colour for their personality." The man suggested.
[I say that we pull his legs off and roast them. He looks like he would be less annoying on a rotisserie.] Rae suggested.
[He's kind of fluffy and cute.] Cara disagreed.
[The antlers would get stuck in my throat, we need to take them off too.] Remi sighed.
Karl realized that he might have found the source of the aura issue. It was this bunch of hungry beasts messing with the colours. Perhaps the outfit would normalize once they had lunch.
[Why don't you all make yourselves something to eat? Thor should be able to pull food from his space as he needs it, but they promised to feed him properly.]
While Karl was distracted talking to the beasts, a group of overdressed guards came in, then stopped and did a double take before staring at him.
"Come on, it's not that big of a deal, just a malfunctioning spell on the outfits." Karl insisted.
"If you say so, sir. Please follow us this way. We need to... have a private talk with the ladies while you meet with the oracle." The leader of the guard detachment agreed.
[Summon more guards.] He whispered to the man outside the door.
He wasn't as quiet as he thought that he was, and all of the women, including the maid, were trying hard not to laugh as Karl followed him out into the hallway, where an entire unit of ten Commander Rank Minotaurs were waiting for him.
"Alright, have fun, ladies. Holler if you need me and I will be right back." Karl joked.
"Stop making the soldiers want to cry. We will be fine for a few minutes." Dana laughed as Karl waved and began to walk down the hallway.
As soon as the guards thought that he was out of earshot, the questions began.
"Are you alright? Is he holding you against your will? We can help you escape his influence if you need, give you a portal to the docks at Penbeck or Legore if you want to get on a boat and flee."
Tessa laughed and shook her head. "No, we are fine. I think that the aura colour really is some sort of glitch. He's not the sort of Troll that takes anything in life all that seriously."