Those with Unicorn
[spoiler]"Sometimes this forest is nick-named 'The Cursed Forest', and for good reason. It was used as a dumping ground for magical experimentation of all kinds. The great sky city you came from is as you know the only sensible means most people have of crossing the Barrier Mountains between each realm of this world. But sufficiently well studied Wizards can simple teleport. So they'd approach the border, pop in, set up shop with piles of gold, and no one would mind because they were getting paid. Artifacts from hundreds of realities were brought here to study under our noses, corrupting the land, and the flora and fauna that lived here.
I'm sure you've noticed some of the locals are colorful. If any of you have connections to nature you can probably also tell I'm right. The influence is subtle enough to miss, but obvious once it is known.
At any rate one day the Dean of the Wizards school in your city flies down, and tells us he has a deal for us. All the other Wizards have moved on and left this place a blasted land, but he'll help rebuild if we allow him to study one last artifact: a Resurrection Stone. We've come to call it the Black Rock or the Cursed Stone depending on who you talk to. Unfortunately he was like all the others, and viewed the local populace as chattel. The Forest and it's denizens already had a bad reputation, so he knew no one would give a damn if he wiped a few of us out. It took him forever to learn some basic but flawed rites to access the Stones power.
The results were not impressive. The stone did resurrect many in a sense, but as various forms of flesh eating undead. Zombies. It's effects were unpredictable though. Some lasted long, some dissolved into goo, some retained their skills and intellect and even memories. Some of them spent their time repeating what was said to them or doing song and dance numbers.
The Dean's nephew finally cracked part of the puzzle, and had my herd killed and brought in as experiments. We awoke resurrected but...different. Our fundamental goodness was gone and replaced with darkness. Some of us didn't mind honestly. After several centuries of being goody-goodies it was nice to cut loose. Unfortunately to remain resurrected we have to daily exact some sort of toll on the living. Unlike my fellows I'm tired of being compulsorily good or evil, and I'd like a cure, but the little brat refuses insisting he's moved on to other experiments.
I was considering suicide when I met Gail. Now I knew Gail was Evil. Usually her tribe tied her up during the full moon because they knew she turned. Honestly she can change anytime but she doesn't tell them that because she's a closet masochist. I find that out when I 'met' her one day. She decided she liked the experience so I kept visiting her while she was tied up, even though I knew she could get free. I was a little surprised by the chains today, but I just thought she'd added a new kink. The pack of werewolves she runs with are local trash who think they run the forest, and are it's rightful owners which is absolute bullshit. They even think my people have somehow usurped them because we've gained more notoriety. Thog and Ernie are more representative of the local government than I am, I'm just clergy. All I really want is to get changed back to normal, and maybe step on Gail's head till she dies because she intended to kill me. I should've looked for a possible wife elsewhere.[/spoiler]