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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3728656" data-attributes="member: 11760">"Oh wow," Bufer mutters, his jaw hanging open. "Somebody is definitely going to Hell for this.""Fall back into the dining hall!" Emus' voice is like thunder in the close quarters.Vonmora slaps her hand on Tucker's back and steadies him as she murmurs a prayer to Yurabbos."Ow, muddahFUH!" Tucker spits, spraying blood on the statue. His eyes water from the blow, but it's hard to miss the towering, creaking pile of lumber right in front of him. "What is it with statues?" Hazel snaps, as she pushes Oktav ahead of her, back into the dining hall. "First, the owlheads want to zap us and now we got a god coming to life and trying to kill us." Oktav whimpers in fear and dances from foot to foot in controlled panic behind a table as the group turns and prepares to fight."Stay with us this time," Flower pleads and clutches Oktav's wrist tightly.The statue of Lothian slams its way into the dining room through the open door, and heads for Tucker. It meets Emus' waraxe and turns it aside with one massive wrist. Tucker fares no better, with the statue's other hand slapping aside his blade."Face the Judgment of Lothian!" Emmerson shouts.Emmerson swings Judgment, but the blade meets only empty air; the statue has moved to attack Tucker once more, dealing a blow that almost drives him to his knees, but his shield and bones both hold."Lothian's judgment comes and right soon," Emmerson sings.Hazel mouths a prayer as she sees Bufer head into the fight; the gnome seems positively tiny beside the towering image of Lothian.She sets her lantern on the table and grips her axe in two hands, taking a stance a few feet in front of Oktav and Flower.As Bufer darts through the statue's legs, Vonmora casts a spell, intending to put the fear of vengeful ancient dwarf spirits into whatever animates the figure, but the statue betrays no response.The dwarf priestess grips her morningstar and prepares to put the fear of living dwarves into the statue instead.Flower shakes his head at the futility of it and loads his sling, readying a shot at the animated Lothian figure and hoping Rogren never hears of this."Lothian's judgment comes and right soon," Emmerson sings."You going to yodel at that thing all day or are you going to kill it?" Tucker snarls.Now behind the animated statue of Lothian, Bufer draws his short sword from his belt and thrusts with it."Master Barennackle is never going to believe this," he mutters.Vonmora swings with her morningstar with a grunt but misses and Flower's sling stone goes wide as well, falling on a table somewhere in the darkness.The statue turns Judgment away with one hard wood forearm, but that opens it up to Tucker's blow, and the blade bites deeply, sending splinters flying.And then Emus strikes with The Skull-Cutter, dealing a devastating blow with the axe. The wood cracks as the axe cuts into a seam in the wood along the statue's abdomen and in a second, it splits the figure both up and down, the two parts shearing away from one another, the legs tumbling away as Bufer dances to get out of the way, the torso falling forward onto Vonmora and Emmerson.The statue collapses to the floor and lays still."May your clan always sing your praises, Emus," Emmerson breathes, visibly impressed.Emus holds the waraxe in front of him, eyes wide as he looks at it in a whole new light."Urak," he mutters. He lowers the axe and gives a satisfied grunt when he notices that nobody's guts are spilling on the floor this time.</blockquote>

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