Spammusubi: Troll Druid (pt 2)

 Continued from
Spammusubi: Goodbye Tauren Druid (pt 1)

"Uh no" gasps Unjari.
*thud* goes Spam to the floor.
"Ohhh, this not good at all" says Unjari.
She stood there confused and in shock as to what in the world she just did. She knelt down beside Spam to check if she was still breathing... she was, thank goodness. Last thing she needed was to do something amazing only to have killed it. She looked around to see if anyone seen what she had done. Zuru the Priest trainer was on the level below her and he seen the whole thing.
"Well at least she ain't see tru anymo, yah" he jokes.
"dis not da time to be jokin mon, help me get her up" says Unjari.

They both take an arm and sit her upright. Unjari slaps her face and Spam comes to.
"Ow, what'd you do that for?... Why does my head hurt? and why am I on the ground?" says Spam as she lifts her hand to her head. As she did that she noticed she wasn't ghostlike anymore... and then it clicked. Her non ghostly hand was alot thinner then before. She looked down at her legs and they were NOT hers.
Where's my fur?... Why am I blue??... [she felt her face] Why am I a Troll?!?!? [looks up at Unjari ] What did you do to me?!?!?" says a now completely freaked out Spam.

"I'm so sorry, I dunno what happened... at least you not be lookin like a ghost" says Unjari
Spam pushed both of them away from her and was a bit wobbly as she stood up.
"That's the least of my worries now! You turned me into a Troll! That's NOT what I asked for!" Spam tried to run away almost taking a header down the stairs as she gets used to her new legs. From heavy hooves to lighter 2 toed feet there was a lot of getting used to in the balance department, But she needed to learn this quick.
When she realized that running right off the bat wasn't going to be a wise decision, she slowed down to a jog. She needed a mirror and the first place she thought of was the barber shop around the corner. She walked in and spoke with Bebri. She asked if she could just use her mirror and Bebri refused...
 "No pay No mirror... I need to make money too ya know."
"Fine!" and Spam reached in her pack and hands Bebri a couple silver. "That's all I have".
"That'll do" Says a smiling Bebri as she gestures to the empty chair behind her.
Spam grabs a chair and gets into it with her eyes closed. She opens her eyes and didn't exactly dislike what she saw. Maybe this would be a good thing after all. She always felt out of place being the biggest and slowest out of all her friends. Med, Chris, Mishel are dainty Bloodelves. Skully is a tiny frail Undead and Hellgurl is pretty swift for being an Orc. And She was the lunky Tauren always physically slowing down the group... and to be honest mentally as well, and she knew it.
Always the butt of their jokes but took it all very well. She knew they were just kidding... most of the time. Although she noticed she does not speak like a Troll, she did notice things going through her head that were like nothing she knew before. It felt like she knew more things and her brain processed a lot of things at a quicker pace. As she was jogging, she noticed she wasn't as winded as she usually gets. When running for a good distance.
She stared longer and longer at herself in the mirror. "I hope this isn't temporary or a dream cuz I'm fricken HOT!" She says out loud.
Just as she stood up and turned around an Orc was going to a chair to sit. "Yes you are..." he says as he gives her wink and "how you doin?" nod.
She still wasn't used to that kind of reaction so she just blushed and ran out.
The guild tabard she was still wearing was covering her body she wanted to see what it looked like underneath. "Oh my goodness... No hair! you can see my muscles... I have muscles!... My belly is so firm!!!*poke poke*... this is Awesome!" She put the tabard into her pack and took off running. She ran and ran and ran. She took the long way to the Valley of Strength and went into the bank to get some water out of her Bank.

As she was grabbing out the water she noticed another Druid looking like she had before. "Oh my god! hey you! What's wrong with you? why do you look like that?" She asked.
"Um, I'm special? I'm a Druid, you're a Druid... why are you asking me this?... Oh that was a joke... haha." he says.
"No I was being serious"
"Ohhh, you're one of 'those'. Well I'm a balance Druid but instead of turning into our Moonkin form I now just take on an Astral form instead. It's easier then getting all feathery and looking like a fat bird. If you read up Glyph of Stars, you can do it too" explains the Troll Druid.
"There must be some mistake then, I don't like to hurt things. I'm a Restoration Druid. I turn into a tree and heal things" Just as she said that she remembered Hellgurl making her the glyph of Stars, reading it and then switching to Balance to try it out but never getting the chance to do it at that time. And what triggered her Astral form was the Typhoon she attacked the Headless Horseman with before she stole his horse and took off.
"OOOOOMMMMGGGG!!!!!"

[To Be Continued....] 
Spammusubi: Skully's search (pt3)