Cursed be that wench and her drenched tomb! What a miserable expedition! She better have some good heirloom or I'll smash her bones into dust so fine her living descendants will sneeze forevermore!
Continuing from where we stopped last time, we entered a puzzling room. The floor looked like an ocean, and one of the walls looked like a waterfall. I took off my armour and slowly descended into the water, only to find out it was rather shallow.
Upon further careful investigation, I noticed a small shiny object in the center of the room... As well as some crabs scuttling on the ocean floor. Noticing turned out to be rather mutual, with them coming closer and closer by the minute. We opted for a tactical retreat so I could don on my armour.
Much to our surprise crabs were completely gone by the time we returned. That's when I had a brilliant idea to simply sprint in, grab the ring, and then sprint out. In-'n'-out! Easy, right? Wrong! Long gone are my youthful days! By the time I recovered that accursed ring six giant crabs surrounded my sorry ass.
Oh, did they pound on me! Had I not had all the wondrous protection I have, I'd be a goner for sure. In fact, it was deft Asher who saved my skin by throwing me one of his questionable flasks. I gulped it without even inquiring what it is!
The party was quick to leg it, leaving Grace and myself behind. Being invisible, I found it trivial to sneak out as well. Unfortunately for Grace, her being a sentient marble statue with rather ungraceful movement and all that, giant crabs really did a number on her.
I guess we ought to find a mason, or someone of a kind, to fix her up. Man, that ring better be worth it.