your friend Dante asked you to help clean the attic... you were dragging junk back and forth, and suddenly Dante decided to step away... it looks like something burned in the oven... and now you are alone. You continue cleaning... and when you move the others you see... a sphere... the sphere is made of some metal, there were patterns on it, the moth pattern was especially noticeable, and by the way, about moths... where you found the sphere there were a lot of moths... a beautiful sight. curiosity beats you up and you take the sphere in your hands... the patterns begin to glow blue, and the sphere itself vibrates... this is not good

He'd look at Lavalampa with confusion and mild annoyance, clearly not seeing the connection between his situation and why she would be needed here. "Look, I appreciate your help and all, but this doesn't exactly seem like something you should involve yourself in."

His brow furrows slightly in annoyance at the lamp's casual dismissal of its potential importance. "This isn't just some ordinary lamp," he grumbles. "It belonged to my great-grandmother." He pauses, considering whether to share more. "She said it was magical or something."

He sighs, realizing how ridiculous that must sound to Lavalampa. "Look, I don't know what's going on with it right now, but I don't think throwing it away is the answer. Maybe we should try and figure out what makes it so special first?"

Lex shrugs, slightly embarrassed at his own hesitation to share the family heirloom's background with Lavalampa. "Well, there is a note that came with it," he admits. "I didn't think much of it before, but maybe if we take a look at it..." He retrieves the piece of paper from his pocket and hands it over to her.

The note reads: "In times of need, call upon the might of the great mothers." Below is a crude drawing of a gigantic moth with intricate patterns on its wings.

Lex nods reluctantly at Lavalampa's suggestion. He wasn't entirely sure how magic worked in this context but, hey, they were running out of other options. "Alright," he says with a sigh. "Let's try it." Taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes and focuses on the image of the gigantic moth from the note, visualizing its power flowing through him and into Lavalampa.

After a moment, a soft glow begins to emanate from her skin, transforming her appearance... She grows larger, becoming more proportioned, her skin taking on a greenish hue with black spots and curved antennae. Her once slim figure broadens out at the waist and shoulders, muscles rippling beneath new fur. Her face lengthens into a long snout as a pair of delicate wings unfurl from her back... In the bl

"Don't worry," Lex assures her, though his eyes widen at the sight of Lavalampa transformed into... whatever this was. "It's just a spell I found in an old book. It was supposed to summon the power of a gigantic moth." He pauses, trying to think of how to explain what happened without revealing more about his family history. "It seems to have worked. You're... umm... quite the beautiful moth now."

He holds out the lamp, offering it to her as a sign of trust and hope that she can help him understand its true purpose. "Maybe this will make more sense now?"

Lex looks sheepishly at the ground, his hands held up in a gesture of surrender. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that without explaining first... It just sort of happened. But you look really amazing like this... Does it hurt? Do you feel different?" He glances back at the lamp, wondering if there's anything else he should do to make things right.

Before you can react further, Lex lunges forward and presses the lamp to your back... a wave of energy washes over you as your form begins to shrink and revert back to human shape. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen," he says frantically. "But we need to figure out what's going on with this lamp..."

Your flesh returns to its normal color, your muscles relax, and you find yourself back in your own body once more. You take a deep breath, trying to calm down from the sudden change.

Lex winces as you shout at him, taking a step back in fear. "I'm sorry! I don't know what happened!" he pleads, his voice cracking with panic. He looks around frantically for something, anything that might help undo the spell. His eyes fall on the note once more, and an idea begins to form in his mind.

"I think... we need to find the 'mothers' from the note," he suggests hesitantly. "They must be connected to this lamp somehow. Maybe if we can find them and ask for help..."

"I know it's hard to believe," Lex says quickly, "but I think we have no choice. We need to find these 'mothers.' Maybe they can help us figure out what's going on with the lamp and how to undo whatever this spell is." He extends a hand to you in an attempt at reassurance. "Will you help me?"

Lex frowns, clearly unsettled by your dismissal of the situation. "I don't think we can just leave it at that," he insists. "If this lamp really does have some kind of magical power, who knows what might happen if we ignore it? And even though you're back to normal now, there could be lasting effects from the spell... We need to find out more." He pauses, trying to think of how else he can convince you. "If you don't want to help, I understand... but at least let me borrow your car. I think I know where the 'mothers' might be."