Tharkis relaxed by the pumpkin patch on the way back to the Village after successfully guarding a caravan through the haunted forrest. At first he didnt notice the slight shrinking sensation, in fact, it wasn't until the tail poked out from under his kilt that he looked down and saw the soft orbs on his chest and felt his hair tickling the tops of his shoulders. Who puts a cursed pumpkin patch outside of town anyways?! Someone in town had better be able to get him some help to turn this curse around.