Blatant Favoritism

The players stared at the motionless marble statue with bated breath, waiting for the answer to come. Even if it acted deaf toward them and unwilling to accept their pleas, surely it would give Grandpa some face, wouldn't it? After all, he was a Legendary player, the one with the highest rank in the Nightmare Cycle!

Alas, they were bound to be disappointed. 

To their dismay, let alone answering, the curvature of the statue's smile did not even change. It remained utterly motionless, with only the constant stream of water trickling out of the jar in its hands. It was as though the spirit of the guardian that possessed it for a brief moment earlier had now left, leaving nothing behind but an ordinary marble sculpture. The players exchanged incredulous glances, their doubts growing. 

"Could it be that our question is beyond the scope of its authority, so it cannot answer us?" one player pondered out loud.