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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:04 pm
by Bob the Hamster
After crawling back to a standing position, Silas says through clenched teeth:
"That could have been worse"
Now, like the gambler who has already lost his stake, Silas is desperate to win it back, he feels he has nothing more to lose.
He struggles, feet dragging, over to the statue of the fancy man, the boxing-gambler, and touches it.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:19 pm
by Spoonweaver
Ever curious to see what the statues will do, everyone pauses to watch as Silas goes to interact with yet another one. In this case, the fancy man.
Silas reaches out to touch the fancy man and is in turn touched back. A smile crosses the statues face.
Silas' skin melts off in an instant. He stands there, unable to move, as a liquid metal shoots forth from the fancy man's statue and covers him replacing his skin. He is quickly completely covered in metal and it begins to harden. Then intense pain overwhelms Silas as the metal diggs into his body. He feels dead. In a matter of moments Silas has completely transformed. He now resembles one of the warforged from the fancy man's room.
Silas is no longer inflicted with the disease he just got. His arm is still marble, but animates normally and is only different from his other arm in color and texture. He is now a
warforged.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:39 pm
by Master K
"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 deeply.
"Tempting fate isn't wise...but how can one learn without taking chance?" Lynda says, with a twinge of anxiousness in her voice.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:41 pm
by Spoonweaver
Lynda touches the statue and nothing happens.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:44 pm
by Master K
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 her way.
"Don't fail me now." Lynda says.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:44 pm
by Spoonweaver
Lynda touches the statue and nothing happens.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:53 pm
by Master K
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. She is especially cautious, because she knows this creature was not friendly when they met.
"Have we met?" Lynda says warily.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:57 pm
by Spoonweaver
Lynda touches the statue and nothing happens.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:02 pm
by Master K
Lynda sighs.
"These statues won't work for me..." she says.
"What is it about me? The amulet? I'm a woman? My elvish nature?" She says. She decides to examine the two statues that reacted to her before, the amulet man and the elegant woman.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:07 pm
by Spoonweaver
All the statues are human and the two that interacted with her before are not wearing any sort of elvish symbols or anything. One of them is a boy and one is a girl as well as the ones that have not reacted to her being both male and female. She decides the only thing different is the amulet.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:16 pm
by marionline
Thistlewhilste mutters to himself: "Look at that! He truned into iron... poor guy."
The gnome stares at Silas. He has never seen a Warforged in his life, so he takes him time examing the warforged Silas.
Some long moments later, when the shock has faded, he shouts:"There is a sword! A sword!" while he waves the case with scroll in his hands and jumps on the spot exitedly.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:30 pm
by Bob the Hamster
Silas tries to breath deeply to calm himself. He realizes that he cannot breathe.
Briefly panicked, Silas tries to vomit. He realizes he cannot. He can't even retch.
He opens his mouth and says experimentally:
"Hello?"
To see if he can still talk. When that works, he flexes and examines his hands, one of iron and one of stone.
"A wise gambler might stop while he is ahead... I am however, a scholar, not a gambler."
Silas walks to the statue bearing the lion-head mark that Lynda just touched. He touches it.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:46 pm
by Spoonweaver
Silas reaches out at and then gets scratched by the statue holding the shield with a lion head on it. The scratch does hurt, but faint red marks can be seen where the statue scratched him. A flash of a proud lion on a hill at night goes through Silas' head. The statue turns to granite like all the others.
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 9:00 pm
by Bob the Hamster
"Hmm..." Silas scowls. That was somewhat interesting, but didn't seem to do anything.
Still, the proud lion vision did correlate strongly to the identity of the symbol.
Silas randomly selects one of the undistinguishable statues. He walks to it, but he does not touch it. He whispers, loud enough for the statue to hear, but not any of the others
"I'll be back for you later, once we have met in person."
He then proceeds to stare at the statue for a moment and...
...tries to memorize its every feature. Is it male or female? What is its hair like? Its facial expression, the curves and lines of it's face, any detail he can grab ahold of. When he saw the Fancy Man's statue, he recognized it right away, so he figures that if he sees the person that is represented by this specific statue later, he may recognize them.
He takes note of this statue's position in the chapel so he can return to it later after he has met the person it represents... if he can find them
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 9:06 pm
by Spoonweaver
The statue is of a woman. Silas notices a wart on her face in a sort of triangle shape. He looks over the face for a good long while until he is sure he could recognize the person if he sees them later.
At this point, everyone hears screams coming from under the floor boards near one of the untouched statues of a man without an item.