Spell 1 [Visual]

[hockety_pockety]

 [This holiday season, the scroll feed is proud to present... a bleary-eyed sky-blue pony with white bed hair that encompasses his entire head. Groggily, he pushes himself semi-upright and smacks his lips, blinking off his sleep.]

...hhh...where...where in the world am I, do you suppose?...Archimedes? Archimedes, are you about somewhe- oh.

[Enough cognisance has been regained that he suddenly notices his hoof, and he examines it for a moment.]

...mm. That's odd. I don't remember turning into a shetland pony. Let's see now...

[Finally getting up, the old equine trots around a bit, giving himself a once over.]

Beard's still here, unusual, that. The rest seems OH! Oh, that had better not be a tattoo down there. Ngh... won't rub off. No, that won't do, I'm not going through that nonsense again. Now, where I w...Hmm. Glasses still there, that's good. Pointy hat? Yes, yes, that seems to be in good nick. Bit crumpled, but nothing a goo- ...by george, is that a horn on my head?!

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[hockety_pockety]

Here you go.

[Passes the bag over]

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

[Skyfire takes the bag from him and spends the next few minuets folding the cloth, laying the bags on it, and then finally cuts a rough shape out of the fabric. He then holds it near Merlin's back for a shape and size check before trimming it and checking again. This carries on for a bit before Skyfire finishes trimming the blanket and then grins at him.]

There. I think that should do it. Shall we see if it will fit any better with a bit of padding?

[hockety_pockety]

[Merlin allows the bag to settle on his back for a moment, shuffles it slightly, then decides that he's satisfied.]

Mneh, I think it might just do without the padding. I might know better after a mile or two of walking with it, but I'll let you know if it does get discomfiting.