Magic user Whumpee in a team full of people who know absolutely nothing about magic at all.
The first time they’re vulnerable enough to wear clothes that don’t cover all of their skin, they’re worried of how the team will react to the magic markings on their skin, but nobody seems particularly bothered.
In fact, they all think it’s super cool. All of them think magic is invaluable, after all, and can’t imagine why Whumpee would cover up the markings it causes.
They ask a few questions here and there (after all they’ve never heard of magic doing that before) and Whumpee gives vague answers that are enough to satiate their curiosity.
Some time after a strenuous mission, Whumpee panics about the markings spreading. The team assume Whumpee is insecure about how they look, so comfort them by saying how much they love the markings.
Whumpee starts to cover up less, however this leads to disaster when the team encounter a fellow spellcaster and Whumpee doesn’t have a cloak or anything to hand.
To the team’s surprise, the spellcaster is horrified because oh my god what the hell happened to Whumpee?? Are they ok??? How the hell are they alive????
That day, the team find out that magical markings aren’t, in fact, normal, and are clear cut signs of magic actively harming the user. Whumpee had been covering them up because they didn’t want anyone to think they were weak.
This entire time, Whumpee had been actively rotting because of their magic, and the signs had been right there for all of the team to see. And they didn’t know any better.


















