Slime Salad

All the statues she touched don't react to her. She begins to feel enraged, but then quickly makes a realization. "This amulet..." She says. "...could this the answer?" One last statue, and this one she knows. She walks over to the statue of the lion man, and extends her arm. Sh...

Lynda huffs impatiently. "Why are these statues not reacting to me?" Lynda says, confused and somewhat irritated. She walks over to the statue of the sword. She gets a bad feeling, but decides to carry through with it. She reaches out to it. She is especially wary if the sword will come h...

"Still on with this ruckus...?" Lynda says. On the inside, however, she's greatly surprised at Silas fantastic transformation. Looking over at the statue with the helmet, she decides to challenge fate. She goes up to it, and reaches out to it, on guard for whatever it may bring. She sighs...

"Silas receives the scepter, but not me?" Lynda thinks to herself. "Odd. These statues must react differently depending on the person. The statue of the woman came to me with knowledge, and the stone amulet transfixed upon my neck. Perhaps since Silas is a spell caster by trade, the ...

"Gack!" Lynda says, taken aback by her newfound piece of jewelry. "It's...rather heavy, and somewhat unfashionable..." She says, looking at it. "But I suppose." "Lets...push fate a little more." She says to herself. She decides to cautiously approach the stat...

"These statues...grant benefit...or death." Lynda muses. "Hm...I wonder." Lynda decides to careful go over to the statue of the man with an amulet, wary of potentially wandering statues. "An amulet symbolizes many things..." She thinks. "Ugh, I'm so going to regre...

"Wah?!" Lynda says, startled. She whips around to be greeted by a statue. She begins to back up from it, making sure she can see all the statues present. "Huh. That's...certainly different." Lynda says, partially amused. "I feel much more capable with my words..." &quo...

"That lion..." Lynda mutters to herself. "There's no mistaking it. It has to be him..." Lynda looks around the chapel a little more. "These statues...who were they?" Lynda thinks. She goes over to Kalar. "Kalar. I recognize one of these statues. It might just be t...