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Working for the lord of Château de Trécesson had its perks. From the seat of the castle, the lord controlled the fertile lands adjacent to the Broceliande, and some of the forest itself, at least formally. The region had flourished under his families rule despite its remoteness alongside the vast forest. Serving at the castle was a great honor, enabling the servants some protection from the creatures and bandits that lived within its dark canopy. Hisano served as a maid and cook within its walls. When the Lord traveled to Rennes or further on, however, there was little need for the full staff. During these occassional journeys, the servants were permitted to pursue employment elsewhere within the estate. Hisano had taken employment at the Tavern, cooking for the guests.
The holy day of Samhain was unexpectedly busy, as travelers from all over the realm converged upon it, being too far from their own communities to join in the festivities or just looking for a drink following the harvest. Hisano stayed busy throughout the day in the kitchen, somewhat disappointed she was missing the castle's own celebration. She always enjoyed the frightening masks the local children fashioned to confuse the fairies and the spirits of the dead. Even the dining area was bustling with excitement, the celebratory mood of cheers and playful boasts drifting back into the kitchen. Hisano felt disappointed she could not join them. Orders were still coming in as more travelers and farmers packed in.
Hisano glanced over towards the large cask against the wall, the empty mugs nearby. While she considered it, the wench entered to pick up the roast for one of the tables. To Hisano's surprise. the wench began to fill her own mug, offering one to Hisano.
"The Samhain is a time to celebrate the bounty of the harvest!" she exclaimed happily. "You didn't think I would have you work without being allowed to partake in the fruits of our communties own labors? Have a drink!" Hisano filled up her own mug. After all, one drink wouldn't hurt. The two made a toast before the Wench vanished back into the other room.

Her spirits lifted, Hisano happily went back to work, occasionally sneaking a drink as she did. She began to feel strange, the hairs on her arms and legs standing on edge. She went back to work, deciding she had probably drank a little too much too fast. She moved to put down the drink, and saw her arm, strange spots begin to form across it. She stared curiously, then in shock as her hair began to thicken into an even coat, the spots becoming defined flourets. Her fingernails began to sharpen into claws and her fingers grew thick pads. She stumbled back is disbelief, the shift in weight giving her paws the leverage they needed to break through her shoes. She she felt her new tail brush against her leg, Hisano knew that she was not going to have a boring night after all...

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