[ While the shrines may have changed before, Steve's going to guess that they didn't change quite like this, especially when Istredd reacts like that to the sudden thrashing from the inside of the suit of armor.
Yeah, he's pretty sure he would have heard if this had happened before, meaning the extra charm did make a difference.
There's no telling when whatever's in there might find the strength to break out, but maybe it will need the last charm to be offered first. Steve can only guess, but when Istredd notices something else about the shrine, he moves to his side to take a closer look. It does look like there's something glimmering even among all of the blood and guts, and he doesn't think they can just ignore it either.
Even if it does mean sticking his hand into a bunch of human viscera. He's been through worse, probably. ]
... Step back.
[ He reaches out with one hand, the one that's less littered with open wounds, and presses past cold, slippery flesh until his fingers brush against something metal. He frowns and grips onto it, but it seems to be attached to something within the armor, so it takes some maneuvering to unhook it. As he pulls the hook free, all of the entrails spill out onto the floor, causing him to stumble away for the second time. ]
Ugh...
[ But from the looks of things, the hook is attached to the mace that the statue's holding, meaning they could take it now. ]
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Yeah, he's pretty sure he would have heard if this had happened before, meaning the extra charm did make a difference.
There's no telling when whatever's in there might find the strength to break out, but maybe it will need the last charm to be offered first. Steve can only guess, but when Istredd notices something else about the shrine, he moves to his side to take a closer look. It does look like there's something glimmering even among all of the blood and guts, and he doesn't think they can just ignore it either.
Even if it does mean sticking his hand into a bunch of human viscera. He's been through worse, probably. ]
... Step back.
[ He reaches out with one hand, the one that's less littered with open wounds, and presses past cold, slippery flesh until his fingers brush against something metal. He frowns and grips onto it, but it seems to be attached to something within the armor, so it takes some maneuvering to unhook it. As he pulls the hook free, all of the entrails spill out onto the floor, causing him to stumble away for the second time. ]
Ugh...
[ But from the looks of things, the hook is attached to the mace that the statue's holding, meaning they could take it now. ]