Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Pausing for a moment so that the poor man would get a break, Maea stepped around the anvil to get a better look at the situation. "It's a long story... the short version is that she wasn't always my goddess, and my faith isn't blind." One might even question if she had any faith at all... but that wasn't something Darkeye needed to know. Not now.
"Now, if you really want me to, I can go find Amun. He will probably break down the anvil to free you, though, and I think we should try some other things first." Offering the stout man a smile meant to be encouraging, Maea indicated the heavy lump of metal behind him.
"Let's try with some brains, rather than brawn, yes? Try sliding your way down to the narrowest point on the anvil. If there is less point of contact, perhaps we can pull you free."
Gesturing slightly to indicate which way he ought to shift, she made ready to assist again.
"Now, if you really want me to, I can go find Amun. He will probably break down the anvil to free you, though, and I think we should try some other things first." Offering the stout man a smile meant to be encouraging, Maea indicated the heavy lump of metal behind him.
"Let's try with some brains, rather than brawn, yes? Try sliding your way down to the narrowest point on the anvil. If there is less point of contact, perhaps we can pull you free."
Gesturing slightly to indicate which way he ought to shift, she made ready to assist again.
Maea
