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Jumping at the sound of the loud grinding, Lilie readied herself for whatever was going to come at them next. Or so she thought. She jumped again as the trees shattered around them, staying close to Ben as the scenery shifted. It was a wonder to watch as always, but that grinding sound was going to ring in her ears for the next week! Why was it so loud?! She couldn't help but be a little irritated at that, but all that went away as the statue formed in front of them. Wary of it, she pulled the count back, watching as the statue formed itself.

For once, she actually recognized the historical figure: it was the late king Geoffrey Noila. She blinked at it, a little spooked at how it moved, but once it started talking, she listened. Of course, his speech was flowery and fancy, befitting that of a royal vampire, but she had to admit it was a little much. Of course, it could be that this was part of the riddle, but she wasn't sure.

She watched his hand open, frowning. Looking around, the other marble pieces stayed where they were, and she figured they had to hand him something else. 'Fear the one that doesn't fear me' he said, but who int he world didn't fear a [i]king[/i]?

Looking over at Ben, she realized he hadn't moved. Oh, right, he can't see, obviously she still needed to guide him. [color=deepskyblue]"I think this statue is King Geoffrey Noila. At least, he looks a lot like the picture in our textbooks,"[/color] She told him. [color=deepskyblue]"He's holding out his left hand, so I think we need to put something there. Maybe the last thing he said was a hint at what?"[/color] She had to admit she was stumped by this one. 

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[sub][right]Standing next to [@Bert Macklin].[/right][/sub]