What ironic misfortune then that Marinia would be the one to stumble upon the treasure hoard, thousands of years later. Trapped by the curse, even the gargantuan depths-touched seapony might have been in serious trouble. Fortunately she has an unconventional way out: a body unconstrained by conventional biology, an otherworldly patron more than happy to turbocharge her metabolism, and an ever-hungry brood of half-eldritch babies. Her leviathan foals aren't picky; cursed gold breaks down into raw matter and mana just like anything else.
Consuming enough of the hoard to break the curse will probably take her a while. It's the perfect excuse to lay back, relax and take a little satisfaction in thwarting a particularly avaricious reptile, made all the more pleasurable by the private attentions of her cosmic paramour. She'll be quite a bit bigger — in every meaningful sense — by the time she's done…
Art by Bahnbahn, with additional big thanks to Klamnei for commissioning.