The statue standing in the center of the pool necessitated Tashiel getting a bit wet, but nothing her adventuring hadn't prepared her for. The water was pleasantly warm against her lovely skin, soaking through her clothes and making them cling tightly to her alluring figure. It rose to just above her chest, and she was able to walk across the pool without difficulty before reaching the risen portion where the statue stood exposed.<br/><br/>As Tashiel rose from the water, lingering droplets running down into her deep cleavage and dripping off her skirt, she could see that the statue was that of a fully nude man. He stood smiling gently, handsome and serene, and it became apparent that he was not carved with the usual modesty that was associated with marble statues in terms of his groin. In fact, it was made clear that this statue had an erotic intent to its design by the fact that the man's shaft was carved erect, full and thick between his legs.<br/><br/>The carvings on the walls all around him were equally carnal in nature; dozens of men, life sized, all seemed to be staring out at a point just before the statue itself, each fully nude and very obviously as aroused as the man depicted in the statue. And as for the amulet, it too was shaped in a manner that could only be described as shockingly lewd, depicting a single rather well endowed woman being groped and molested by numerous arms which almost seemed to fight and writhe against each other for their chance to accost the woman first. Then there was the woman's expression, which seemed to be one of wanton ecstasy.<br/><br/>All of this did not stop Tashiel, of course, for whatever perverse cult or civilization had designed this chamber and its treasure was merely part of its history, and its true value was in the golden material of which it was wrought. And so she lifted the amulet easily from the statue, wary of some hidden trap designed to counter pilferers such as herself, but as soon as she had claimed the treasure a wholly unexpected assault came from the statue itself.<br/><br/>Rough hands, but with all the warmth and velvet softness of flesh and blood, suddenly grabbed Tashiel's full breasts, groping her figure through her wet clothing. She had not the time to register what was happening before hot lips followed, kissing her just above her cleavage as the fingers massaged her flesh. There were noises all about her, and eyes too, not of marble, but the eyes of living men! She was being watched, laughed at, enjoyed like an actress in a wonderfully obscene play or a lovely whore displaying her body to a crowd of potential clients, and as her mind struggled to catch up she realized that the statue she had stolen from had come to life as well, and was the source of her molestation.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">You can roll a Check to escape from his grasp. A failure will deal 1 damage, and lower her WP by 1 due to arousal. A success will result in no damage or WP being lowered; though she may definitely still be flustered just not actually weakened.<br/><br/>If you want you can roll as Penalty Die 1 (so a d10 instead of a d12) if you think she was caught sufficiently off guard by the assault.<br/><br/>For touching the amulet she gains Minor Curse of Corruptible II, so she'll take two penalty dice on her next Corruption check. She will automatically gain the curse again even after losing due to Resting if she keeps the amulet for herself, making it functionally permanent for as long as she keeps the amulet.</div></div>