He is a halfling with a bald head and big beard, hoisting a garden hoe skyward. This small statue is carved from wood and depicts the founder of the town. (Doing so may or may not grant Inspiration.)

Its snout and paws are worn down to a noticeable polish from the many hands that have rubbed them for good luck. Through creative artifice in the stone, it seems as though nothing holds the form up, as if it really were suspended by the rope.Ī bronze statue of a hound, a beloved local icon. Despite its shape it cannot be rolled, perhaps magically fixed in place.Ī fool in motley, seemingly hanging upside down by a noose around their foot. Close inspection might reveal a 1' hole through the center of each sphere, aimed at the point of the prism.Ī perfect sphere, about three feet in diameter and made from an unknown metal of some kind. The half-spheres' rough hewn flat faces are aligned to the center and precisely aimed at the peak of the prism. She is wearing a long, flowing dress and is holding a scepter in her hand.Ī sort of 'henge' of nine half spheres, each of a different type of stone, round side polished mirror smooth, and about the size of a comfortable chair, in a stone-henge type circle around a head high prism made of flawless quartz crystal at least 3 feet across.

On top of the column stands tall a statue of said conqueror wearing a smooth cuirass, with a spear in one hand and a scale in the other he looks far away towards the sunset. The statue is missing its head.Ī tall ornate column with a continuous spiraling bas-relief depicting multiple scenes of the greatest deeds of an ancient conqueror. The fists are raised and clenched and body language is tense or pained. It appears to be of a wizard or sorcerer poring over a tome. This plinth evidently once held a statue of someone important now, only their feet remain. The statue depicts a man reaching to the sky, towards something. It is a statue dedicated to a famous saint of a local Lawful Good religion. Perched on the shoulder of the devil is a Blue Jay carrying a twig in its beak.Ī goddess or demigoddess holding a torch up high and wrapping her cloak around a trio of young looking slaves with broken chains on thier wrists and ankles. An old, much abbreviated and poorly spelled inscription at the base reads, 'Ruin Ye Goode Faithe'. The arms move, crudely, and hold instruments. A weather worn, articulated wooden mannequin with three heads (one of them a devil's) and six arms.

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