[Something is written, or begun to be, but it is so...so scribbly as to be unintelligible.]
[pause.]
[Writing reappears, this time clearly Paladin's writing, but with slight changes in slant, weight, and such--Paladin is right-handed, but this body is left-handed, and it took him a moment to realize and then adjust.]
Like more than a few others, it seems I no longer inhabit my own body. I'm now...taller, thinner, with long blond hair, and a [pause. trufax, he startled himself with it earlier] deeper voice.
I'm afraid no matter how I try, I cannot perform any healing, but nonetheless, I will be at Wellspring to assist in what ways I can.
[ooc: Paladin has been transformed into one
Kain Highwind, his biffle. Responses will be made by a combination of this journal and
goddamn_batkain, because ICONS. Carry on!]