When Zolstra got her hands on the circlet she began to dig into her bag to pull out some very old rust from the looks of it, silt practically. Starting to read the inscriptions from the medallion and the circlet she began to make some sort of A shape before asking someone to aid in her channel. Charles promptly met her gaze with,<br/>"Fuck you bitch I ain't touching that crazy shit." She then turned towards Hoss and Del,<br/>"I will need at least two to aid me." Hoss just took a deep breath and figured what ever got him paid he'd do and took a place across from her leaving Del to stand between the bottom two lines at the base of the A. Taking the circlet in the center of the A, she then asked for the two volunteers to hold a note if at all possible. It was a low baritone 'awww' sound.<br/><br/>Hoss being the first to muster did as asked and Zolstra began to reach into her bag and pulled out some sort of blue/green dust and lit a match. The match sparkled and the dust lit on fire causing her fists to turn into blazing balls of fire as she began to sign out some sort of symbol and speak,<br/><br/>"Those who have fallen by blade, those who fallen by disease, ember, thunder silence. I wish to speak to those who died by the Jade. The cursed who have no rest, mighty thorns of man come forth." everyone in the store room heard a rumbling as something seemed very... very... very wrong. Immediately the little lines drawn by Zolstra were prisons for Hoss, herself and Del while Charles promptly drew his pistols looking up and around as the ceiling shook.