an oaken icon of the god Drogor

Price:

The upper torso of a furious, bearded man arises from a storm-tossed ocean.

eat:
Let's not get carried away, shall we? Wood is fiber, but the wrong kind for your personal dietary needs.

hug:
You hug the icon fervently to your chest.

kiss:
You reverently set the Drogor icon to your lips.

peer:
You study the image of the Drogor icon, trying to fathom its depths.

rub:
You gently rub the Drogor icon, enjoying the smoothly finished texture as you brush away all dust and grime.

wave:
As you raise the Drogor icon on high, it glows softly.