<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/30vj9qs.jpg)</div><br/>Her gasp of surprise proved to be Lyradil's undoing.  Her blue eyes widened as she realized that her reflexive inhalation had caused her to inhale some of the pinkish gas.  Her lips parted in a gasp again, nearly a moan, as she found herself sinking to her knees, her chest heaving enticingly.  Fire seemed to sweep through her veins, weakening her.  Exciting her.<em>What... what is this?</em><br/><br/>Her blue eyes widened even further at the approaching footsteps.  Her lips formed an 'o' of surprise.  Where there had been two statues, there were now two men.  She felt her skin grow hot as they looked at her with predatory eyes, and smiles to match.<br/><br/>Half rising, Lyradil stumbled to her feet, doing her best to move away on graceful legs grown wobbly.  But she can't move quickly, weakness and fear of tumbling off the bridge keeping her steps slow.  She spun quickly, facing the statues once more.  "Please, wait!"  She called out in her soft musical voice.  "I seek only to pass.  I mean no disrespect to your goddess."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Defeating two statues seemed unlikely, so I'm seeing if they'll respond to a diplomacy check!<br/><br/>At 2017-09-18 19:00:32, Lyradil (uid: 2992) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107728)</div></div>