Swamp, the halfling Druid

There was just one guild member that he trusted in such a situation as this, and he hated that because it was someone he didn't really like, it was Swamp, a Halfling druid who was pretty kind and naively trusted everyone, he was a druid to its maximum expression, having love for all nature and life, even disgusting evil creatures like orcs and goblins, he couldn't stad his dumb speeches about how he should learn compassion for those filthy creatures, while his nature was annoying but it also meant that he was the only one he could believe would be sure to help him now.

He also put a note in front of his door for his maid, the otter-girl Concha, indicating to let him pass and not come into his room, it didn't took very long for Swamp to arrive, and as he entered Gallarth room and witness him on his new goblin girl form with nothing to cover himself but his bed blankets, he couldn't help but giggled.

"Is not funny, stop it" Gallarth demanded trying to sound imposing but he sounded more like a a bratty girl whining.

"Sorry but you have to admit it's pretty ironic after all your hateful rants against goblins" he pointed out.

"Yes I know, let's just get to the point ok, you'll help me return to normal right?... please" he asked in a noticeably desperate tone.

Swamp pondered for a few seconds and then responded.