[color=8e9db6]"Oooooh.. Ohohoho.. So.. You have been sent here by the King and another sent by a lord of souls.."
The air in the cave like room began to grow into a low whirling howl.
The woman began to rise from her seat, ever so slowly.
"I believe it is my eyes that you seek."
She stood to her feet, standing at several feet tall.
Her long stoic dress swayed slowly in the incoming caves breeze. 
Her hands were wrinkled and tender looking.
Yet they were large enough to hold the skull sized orb effortlessly in her grasp.

"To think he would be so unkind as to call me an artifact. Or should I be honored..?"
She chuckled. Seeming to ignore the squabbling between the two young descendants who entered her abode. She looked at the sunlight from the ceiling and as it warmed her face she smiled. "I'm afraid I can't be seen aiding one that defies the king and what he has created."
She turned to face the two looking at Ganymede with a cold expression.
"Did you think it would be simple?" 

Translucent hands began to emerge from the walls of the room.
Two large transparent ghostly arms and hands emerged from her back.
These hands moved and swayed as if they had a mind of their own and were made of fluids.
Yet they did not ooze.[/color]

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