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?]
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.
"Thanks, but no thanks. My mother used to force me to wear things like this when I was little. Well, right until the day of the serum ceremony, actually. It's personal, not a concern that it won't go with my fur."
Karl turned away to let everyone get dressed, so he was the first to notice when the maid came in with food.
"Oh, good. The clothing fit. Those are some... interesting colours." She murmured, looking at the floor.
"Do you think that they don't suit us? I might be able to get them to change if I change outfits then put it back on." Karl suggested.
"No, it will always be the same. The clothes reflect the colour of your aura."
Karl turned and looked back behind him. Tessa's dress was bright crimson, the same as her cleric robes, Dana's was a very princess powder blue, and Ophelia's was deep bronze with gold trim.
Lotus, on the other hand, was wearing a shimmering mess of chaos that looked like someone had tried to do a pearl white paint job, then let their kids throw glitter all over everything.
It was mostly green and gold sparkles, and Karl couldn't help but laughing.
"I think it's broken." The maid whispered. freeweɓnovel.cøm
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