Nothing to apoligize for, though I do hope that T-mick comes back soon. The success or failure of the ritual may be important in the future.
Weight body down with something useless in his junk, then toss in underground lake.
EDIT: ((NVM, you got me by 7 seconds.))
Search his stuff for anything useful or more stones.
(2) You don't find much. It seems that he was mlre lf a packrat than a smuggler.
Head for a place that is full of petty slavers and bandits now that I've absorbed my stone. (( Not the big well armed well organized kind just the bargain basement gutter scum kind who kill the men and steal the young women.))
Follow Georgia. Try and figure out what the crystal did to me while we're travelling
The three adventurers flee the city. Georgia and Gunbar's changes are slower to come or as evident as Ormem's rocky change. Georgia tries, but can't quite scratch an itch that is coming from he shoulderblades and along her sides. She recognizes it as magically induced muscle growth as well as some skeletal restructuring, but it feels wrong. Theres no way that it's wings, but growth is most certainly happening. When it does happen, it is violent, bloody and extensively painful. Two almost fully grown arms shoot out from her sides to match the ones she already posessed. They grow quickly to match her originals, and they twitch and jerk as the nerves finish developing. Soon though, Georgia has a second pair of fully functional arms.
Gunbar has a similarly unpleasant recognition of his newly gained powers. His body literally begins falling to pieces on him. First a fingertip, then a hand then a leg. No blood comes however and his limbs still move as he wills them. It seems that he has become an undead horror. (Bash the head rule is now in effect.)
Fleeing the city takes a great many stones out of reach of their potential owners. Athri's however remains in a state of resonance. It appears for all intents and purposes to be resonating with Georgia. (After talking about this with Pewds) Georgia eventually decides to attempt an attunement. Clutching it to her chest, it begins to release its magic. Gunbar and Ormem can only watch as the young woman takes advantage of a monstrosity's only real target. The magic is subtle, Athri's stone diesn't seem to do anything at first, but her traveling companion's male gaze eventually notice a change in Georgia. She flows better, all of her movements have gained a grace and sensuality to them that cannot be denied. As they think about it, Athri posessed this as well. A natural flow that drew the eye to her as though she were the centerpiece of a perfectly laid out room. Georgia doesn't quite notice it herself yet. Ormem leans over to Gunbar,
"I know whats going to color my dreams tonight, if you know what I'm saying."