Ookalf - doesn't affect your character at this time, just mentioning in case of future issues.
Albert - if you want to use the image go ahead, just write something up that makes sense, let me know.
Norman's burning sensation continued, stop drop and roll only works cause of the air factor, magical flames tend to ignore that. The flames however were using a different fuel source as he soon realized was it was his ethereal self that was slowly burning. He was saved by Drizzy who was passing by the cells once more, as she stopped to drop off the clothing she had found earlier she looked in and rubbed her temples not even wanting to know how Norman managed to set himself on fire in a sealed cell with nothing flammable. Opening the door to the cell she whapped Norman across the head with the blue fan from earlier 'Icingdeath' snuffing the flames out of existence.
"F@#$ seriously how the hell do you manage to do that" Drizzy cursed looking at Norman, she was only slightly surprised being jaded by the weird series of events that she's had to deal with already today. Looking at Norman's form she could only note that he was surprisingly physically ok despite being on fire, though his skin was pale as a sheet his hair turned into a grayish pale white color as well. She had seen this before, soul burned was the technical term for what happened but as he wasn't dead from it, it shouldn't be a issue if she remembered correctly something with not fully crossing over the realm of the dead or such. Thinking for a moment she recalled that when it occurred it tended to burn away the persons humanity as well as their sense of self, making them doll like in their inability to show emotion if not treated... but honestly she could live with that.
Not even waiting for him to recover from his ordeal "Either way put these on." She said tossing the cloths she had picked up earlier at him. She watched amused as a small bell appeared from within the cloak, it began ring in the presence of the cloths. This action roused the cloak which caught the boxers and pants seemingly devouring them in the process, the medallion then spoke out loud in a rather automated voice. "Items received, Hex types femininity 1 and fetish 1 learned. Curses to be ingrained in 10... 9... 1". Norman didn't even have time to protest to suddenness of the clothing's proclamation as a black ribbon appeared from within the cloak. As the material wrapped around his nether region he could only moan in pleasure as the silky feeling stroked and engulfed his family jewels. This feeling continued each time however the stroking motion made smaller and smaller loops until the family jewels were gone, replaced by a new kitty. The replacement was sudden and quick leaving Norman gasping for air in shock but no sooner did she open her mouth did a black ribbon enter it. The feeling of it wrapping around his brain unlike the privates was disconcerting to say the least but no sooner then it entered then it was gone. The medallions voice resonating [Current Stats now acceptable, sleep mode activated pending further deployment.]
Drizzy looked at newly changed Norman "Hmm that could be rather useful, magic absorber and curse detector in one class", she had expected those cloths to do something, where she got them from was a obvious implications but for the clothing to work with them was unexpected. Checking Norman stats sheet she noticed 2 new skills had been added to her repertoire as well as various other changes. Although today's evens were strange she had been able to replace a surprising amount of the staff in a single afternoon, she would have to file to get detailed status sheets later.