I guess the situation could use a<strong>Discern Realities</strong>check, to figure out what is going on and I got a At 2016-07-01 13:28:02, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 2d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89888) >_< I hate you dicebot.<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Mermaid/tiina_23_zpsawk6jsy2.jpg)</div><br/>There is a moment of disorientation, followed by wonderment as the scene comes into view before her. Lorelei makes a few slow turns in place, taking it all in; the colors, the shapes and the (lack of) sounds a new kaleidoscope for the senses. She even smiles wide, feeling as if they had all somehow stepped into a painting. Any awareness of fear and dread had fled her, she even slapped her hands to her face letting out gasp of awe as she stared towards the ocean flying into the sky. Her thoughts turned to heading right towards it and jumping in! Swimming into the horizon like the ocean birds she would watch against the sparkling ocean lit by the waning sun. Its foreboding swirls and color completely oblivious to the water princess.<br/><br/>It wasn't until Nuria swore and then rushed forward that it hit Lorelei, Phelypsis was gone!  "Phelypsis... Phel? PHEL!?" the blue haired maiden cried out at first. She was turning in place again, but now frantically. The muted and dim colors of the marsh hit her now and now became a blur of muddy darkness that intruded on them. Lorelei started forward but skidded to a stop at Nuria's direction but as the fire woman moved up, Lorelei threw all caution to the wind and charged up right behind her as the wraps that serve as her footware squish in the soft ground.<br/><br/>"Statue? No..." a sense of profound sadness was in Lorelei's voice. Could her companion, no her friend be lost in an instant? No battle to memorialize? No words to sing of her great sacrifice, she was just gone? Her head hang and she had to fight back tears. She inhaled deeply, gathering up the strength in her heart, Nuria wasn't prone to just giving up and neither should she. The kobolds had described the fountain quite accurately, such a small thing; an oddity among oddities. It must be sorcery, who would build something like this? Tiny people maybe? She scowled and scolded herself internally for such silly thoughts a moment like this. "Perhaps, but we have no idea of what magics might be at play..." Her eyes widened as Nuria's boot went up and just at the same time Sydney grabbed one of the statues as well, "Wait, wait! Wait a moment!" She brought her hand to her face, watching as Nuria acted recklessly (she paused, finger to her chin making a mental note to use the word 'audacious' instead of 'reckless' in the ballad's next stanza) but shook herself from her thoughts when Sydney, whom Lorelei expects to be far less rash, just grabs a statue and starts hauling it off! "Don't, we have no idea what might... geesh..." It was too late, the spell casting minx was past the bard and back to the portal before she could act. Although the increasing struggle with the statue as it increased in size did not escape notice. She was just exasperated that her companions acted in such haste.<br/><br/>Lorelei's head tilted just a touch to the side, her eyes focused questioningly on the crystal. Movement? A womanly shape? A large womanly shape with quite the large... "By the gods, Phelypsis!" She lunges falling to her knees at the fountain so she can stare right at the crystal. At the same time she grabs onto Nuria's leg and shoves it aside, "Careful careful!" Peering at the crystal she sees the droplet of black goo dripping down the side, "Ew," she wrinkles her nose but dare not touch it.