Soon enough, the three of them saw a figure shuffling towards them. It was the size and shape of a dracon, but its movements were too robotic, too forced, too uniform. As soon as it was into the light, Larek could see it was a construct, an animated stone statue. This one was already beat up by time and previous intruders. It had cuts all over its gray-brown torso, its hands were missing two fingers on each side, and it seemed barely capable of walking, let alone attacking. 

"Really? It's just an animat-" Larek was cut off when it swung its stone fist at him, a blow he barely dodged. 

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Vespion examined Orna, muttering a bit as he cast a simple magical spell. "You are indeed with child. Rather advanced for you to have just felt it. Still, all seems normal."

Orna sighed with relief. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"You are most welcome, but now there is another issue. Tran, this may seem a bit unusual, but would you be willing to assist me? The other priests will want me to make amends for the error in the liturgy, and I think I know how. Are you good with a sword? We may need to retrieve something from an old ruin." 

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"I suppose it is. My father is like that to Aerta. I can't imagine him being like that to other males. At least, to other males who aren't part of our family" Kos explained.


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"I guess that's how it is with me. I was given a guitar, had some lessons, practiced every day... and it just happened" Veax said.