Item:Miniature Fritha figurine exquisitely fashioned from ghostly white Elven gold

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miniature Fritha figurine exquisitely fashioned from ghostly white Elven gold
Look: Luminous silvery-white metal has been wrought into this stunning Elven female figurine. Her radiant fall of yellow gold hair, twined with delicate Eluned's tears blossoms, frames a heart-shaped face, the delicate features sculpted into an expression of gentle serenity. An ethereal white empire-waisted gown with long trailing skirts drapes her lissome figure. A spot of sanguine-hued dye mars the shimmering bloodlace, the vivid color bleeding outwards to stain the gown's pallid bodice.
Weight: 5 stones
Metal: Unknown
Appraised Cost: Unknown
Properties:
Dimensions: 1 length x 1 width x 1 height
Sources: Source is Siegery Shop (2)

Note: This is an Epic siegery figure, and can level beyond what the basic pieces can manage.

You think that the figurine is a siegery toy. It is a female soldier.
The Fritha figurine does not belong to you. You'll need to TURN her to make her yours.
You think you can DROP the Fritha figurine to have her join in on a siegery game.
You can also PUSH the Fritha figurine when on the ground to have her attack.
You can REPAIR the Fritha figurine when broken.

Messaging

Successful Attack

  • The miniature Fritha thoughtfully gazes across the battlefield. She motions with one hand, directing a squadron of overall-clad worker Gnomes to <castle location>. The little laborers assault it with a number of tools and clever makeshift weapons.
  • The miniature Fritha glides across the battlefield, armed with bolts of fancy, high-priced fabric. She begins to wrap the cloth around <opposing soldier>, shrouding him in layers of silk, satin, velvet and lace until he can no longer move!

Failed Attack

  • The miniature Fritha looks a bit pale as she wobbles slightly. A worker Gnome rushes up with a chair, and the Elf takes a seat. Fanning herself with one hand she softly murmurs, "Does it feel warm? I feel warm. Perhaps it was something I ate?"
  • The miniature Fritha attempts to summon her worker Gnomes but nothing happens. A single Gnome runs, bobs a quick curtsy, and hastily explains, "Break time, ma'am! We can't let the tea get cold." Sighing softly, Fritha has to agree.

Death

  • The miniature Fritha staggers from side to side. "Oh, I don't feel very well." Her face develops a faint green pallor as she sinks to the ground. Worker Gnomes swarm around her in a panic as Fritha grows still and dies. Again.