Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24748329-20170612210656/@comment-26510374-20170829221455

The stone hopped about. "Ah!" it exclaimed. "Oh, there's the opening." A light glowed about the spear, and Claw appeared in Athena form.

"I should have thrown away Hephaestus instead," Claw commented irritably, taking the feathers and putting them into the inkwell, causing them to melt into silver matter.

"I take silver stuff from all the dead bodies so that I can recreate the live versions once we get out of this hell," Claw explained. "If I die, yank out fur or feathers or scales from my body and tap a carving on my stone with it. If I do truly die- I won't say how, in case the invisible force listens -take the inkwell. Protect it. Collect silver matter when you can."