Take Back the Crown

Oceana looked over at Kacel'la's concerned face and found herself choking on tears. 


Her bright eyes and flawless skin and her pointed ears made the other elf's heart tremble. Kacel'la was too was elven and it awoke something in Oceana that couldn't be described with words.


Fighting the sob in her throat, the huntress smiled and shook her head before looking back at the fire.


The vision from before was once again just a memory.


She didn't want to trouble her fiery-haired counterpart any more.


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"Alright then." Kacel'la mumbled when she recieved no verbal response. She soon also turned back to face the fire. "But know I'm here to talk if you ever want to." She added with a warm smile.


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(Sorry it has taken me so long to reply! I am going to do a time skip just so we can get this train moving, we're so close to the stone = the roleplay's first milestone!)
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                  Svetlana had rushed everyone to bed despite the fellowship that could be gained round the campfire. But it was not the time, and everyone was in a rather sorry state after dealing with the crawlers. After Yaroslav had patched up Hjalmar's reopened wound, he helped his grandmother and a few other able-bodies set up the tents and cots. It took only an hour or so, and soon the camp became quiet and still as everyone fell asleep, the soft blankets and pillows a welcoming sight after such a hard battle against nature.


                  It was an eventless night, thankfully. No crawler ambushes, nor nasty daemon surprises. And as the sun rose in the sky, as did the group. Svetlana was the first to get up, in a hurry to get moving, and she rushed everyone to pack up and just eat breakfast on the way, "We are so close!" She kept shouting, "Get a move on!"


                  Despite what had happened the night before, Ashlar was to lead them through the canyon maze once again. This time, he was careful to be wary of any crawler nests that might be around. It was the same scenery as the day before; sand, sunset colored canyon walls, looming cliff sides, and uncountable twists and turns. It was a wonder how Ashlar was able to tell where he was going, even considering it was his homeland he was navigating. 


                  By afternoon, the dark pyramid could finally be seen in the distance, which brought a sense of accomplishment over the group. They had worked so hard to get there, and now their first destination was finally in their sights. Ashlar picked up the pace, and within the hour, the fellowship found themselves standing before the high and mighty Trinid. It's carefully carved black stone seemed smooth to the touch and reflected the light of the sun. Ancient runes were carved deep into the rock, a low hum could be heard from within it, the air around the temple itself just emanated warm and powerful magic that must belong to the stone. When the group halted, everyone took a moment to stare at the craftsmanship in awe, just taking it all in.


                  "All right," Svetlana finally broke the silence, "I want everyone to tether your horses here, they will only be spooked if we try bringing them in. Leave the supplies out here as well, only bring in what you need. Anything else will just slow us down or get in the way. And," she glanced at Dorian and Hjalmar, the two thieves in their midst, "I need you two to scout out the area, that is why we hired you after all."


                  Hjalmar simply nodded in response, and handed the reigns over to the person closest to him, "Well," he offered a smile to Dorian, "lets go get eaten by a sphinx. What a way to go."


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"On it." Dorian responded to Svetlana with a perfect military salute, which somehow got turned almost mocking by the familiar's usual sly grin. "Even tough you technically did not hire me."


"A creative way to go for sure. However I would prefer to stay alive for a little while longer." He then quipped at Hjalmar words. "So how do you want to go scouting? We each pick a direction or should I just fly around and make sure you don't fall down a hole?" He asked, wanting to see what the younger thief had in mind.


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Agitha had greatfully accepted the blanket of sleep that wafted over her as soon as her belly was full of warm food and her cot was nice and settled in. It was odd sleeping without Pippa though, who had taken rest on Bo's chest for the night. She couldn't help the small pang of jealousy that she had towards her dog as he sleepily grinned while curled up on her acquaintance. What a little brat.


The next morning she was one of the first people up on her feet and taking apart her cot, her blood buzzing with exictment at the new day mixed with the new energy of the food she ate while packing up. 


As the day went on, she got suddenly very giddy just as the black formation appeared in their sights just on the horizon. /I can feel the magic from here./ 


Pippa, who was sitting infront of her on the horse, too had started to get fidgety, whining and kneading his paws against the saddle. /Agitha I want it all. /


The woman placed a hand on her pet's head, pressing down quietly. /You fat and greedy thing. Must you snatch up everything I enjoy? /


Turning to look up at his master, his eyes gave a glint of mischief. / Jealous I get pats and attention and you don't? I'm a good boy, remember?/


Glaring down at the small dog, she flicked his nose, making him snap at her fingers,"No salted beef for you." she said coldly, her silver gaze narrowing at the beast. 


Dismounting and giving a stretch, Pippa hopped off the horse and trotted off to go take a pee off in the sand and shortly after, bounding after a small sand crab that skittered across his attention. 


Agitha let her gaze flick up the sleek black walls of the pyramid, goosebumps rising on her skin as she felt the tingly magic and the soft hums of the area. Pulling off her hood she stood in amazement, her fingers tingling as she reached out a little,"It's so beautiful. " she smiled quietly.


@everyone
 
                  Hjalmar raised his eyebrows, surprised that he asked, considering he was usually the one following orders not giving them. "Ah, well..." He paused and scanned the pyramid, "Aside from the big doors that I assume is the entrance, I don't see any other ways inside. Probably a one way in, one way out sort of scenario. I hate those." He muttered the last part under his breath, "Mabye it'd be good for you to go in as a bird or something small, less noticeable, just in case. I could go in, you could have my back, that sound good?" He asked hoping it was okay, Dorian was the more seasoned thief in comparison.

 
Sitting hidden behind the wagons, Nameen was almost certain that she'd have trouble getting to sleep.  But the longer she stared out at the still, desert horizon huddled in her cloak, the faster the events of the day seemed to catch up with her.  She slid slowly down, resting her head onto the cool sandy floor.



Despite being exhausted, her sleep was far from sound. The next morning Nameen woke up in a cold sweat, her eye flying open and her heart thumping quickly.  With the morning sun in her eye she attempted to remember what exactly she'd been dreaming, but no matter how hard she tried it evaded her.

For the next half hour or so, Nameen entertained herself by puttering with her blade, bringing it back to her pristine standards after the events of the previous day.  Even after Svetlana had begun rising her still slumbering companions, she remained where she was, not bothering to eat breakfast.  Since the last night she'd felt permanently anxious and on edge, and wasn't in the mood face anyone right away. 


It was only when the group had seemed on the verge of departing did Nameen sheath her weapon and get to her feet reluctantly.  After brushing the sand off of her clothing she flipped her cloak's hood up over her head and fell into pace with everyone, though hanging back a little ways. 


The pyramid was the first thing that day to rid Nameen's face of its dull expression.  It was truly a marvel, the intricate architecture as well as the dark stone in contrast with the warm desert tones.  As her companions tied up their horses and secured their belongings, Nameen remained where she stood, admiring the work of art and the energy that radiated from it. 
 
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The pyramid was breathtakingly beautiful but Oceana couldn't help feel a slight apprehension at the thought of being underneath all that stone.


Still, she tamped down her panic and slid from Dahlia to step towards Hjalmar.


"Well this sure feels like deja vu." She murmured to the thief. 


Shrugging off her larger pack, she left the other two smaller ones across her chest and around her waist.


Her redwood bow glimmered in the glaring sun as she slung it over her back. Then her quiver of remaining arrows. 


Tsk-ing at the amount of arrows she had already used against the crawlers she retrieved an extra satchel of them, that she had received per the request of a certain strawberry blonde dwarf scout, from the saddlebag and stuffed them in her quiver. 


Belted around her waist were her ever-shining daggers and her toothy hunting knife. 


The huntress rolled her sunburnt shoulders.


"I'm ready when you are. And I am coming with you."


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Once again, the meaningless endless sea of sand had Foxrun's thoughts swirling in his head. He found himself restless more than anything as they continued to push through the sand.


However, the moment the pyramid was a tiny speck upon the horizon, he instantly perked up. Like a child again, awaiting their gifts. He leaned forward even, as if it actually made any difference. The restless feeling turned into a twisted anticipation that made him ready to move. 


So when they did finally reach the base of the olden structure, he audibly huffed. He felt a tinge of jealousy that the others would get to go without the rest of them. He rocked on his heals as he watched the ones who were deemed their scouts, prepare to go on ahead. To explore the countless paths within the pyramid would be inspiring to say the least. Though the fact they would be completely swallowed by the earth wasn't too thrilling in his mind, and getting caught there was even less. So he waited, knowing it was better to be safe and cautious of the many traps that doubtlessly awaited any who entered. For now, he basked in the warmth of the magic aura that emanated from deep within, refreshing when compared to the mass of dark energies they had all encountered recently.


Most of all, he was eager to meet the sphinx. He delicately traced a finger along a detailed line on the wall, then rested his palm against its surface. He tried to focus on the energies that were beyond his reach, to sift through the strands and follow to their source. They were all strong, and so very aged. Despite this, he found it hard to depict what each belonged to, nevertheless he persisted to try.


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Dorian calmly listened to Hjalmar plan before speaking up. "You know, when it seems like it's a one way in, one way out scenario, usually the smart thing to do is check for a second one. However I believe your statement to be correct, so let's not waste time." He suggested. 


"And it seems like we have no choice but to take this glowing beacon of gold with us. Who even makes armor out of gold and bright green leather?" Dorian turned from Hjalmar to Oceana, trying to imagine just how shiny all those colors were in any faint light, compared to a thief's dark attire. Sometimes just being noticed could be a death sentence.


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Bo eagerly got up and hurriedly helped with packing. He was excited, and he felt light on his feet as they traveled throughout the day. As the pyramid came into view, he looked it up and down it with awe, mostly at the sheer size of it. It was massive, and undoubtedly filled with twisting and turning passageways, and possibly mazes or something of the sort. He payed close attention to Svetlana's orders, but tuned out as the scouting crew shared light banter. His eyebrows twitched as a concern grew for their horses and for leaving all of their stuff out here with no one watching it. He didn't know if it was safe to assume that because of what he'd heard about the protective Sphinx, that maybe all the crawlers and most people strayed away from here and their stuff would be safe, but... either way, he supposed he trusted Svetlana's judgement. That, and he knew he wouldn't be able to bring himself to begrudgingly volunteer to stay behind, especially if no one else was, and especially because he really was looking forward to the adventure ahead. They'd been through too much already for him to sit out of this one.


So he hopped off Santo, patting her face and whispering to her affectionately. "We'll be gone for a bit. But I'm sure I'll be back. For you."


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Oceana suddenly looked down at herself out of reflex and frowned heavily, as if she had forgotten her armor were purely forest colored.


For a moment she wished it was magicked to shift colors with her environment. She'd seen such pieces before. Her father had made them right before her eyes.


Even he, as every elf, had magic.


But she...


"Very well." She grumbled angrily, cursing her own folly in attire.


"I am better than you think at sneaking about but if you insist..." 


The elf maiden ducked her head deferentially to Dorian.


"... if you insist I will stay here with the others."


The elf couldn't deny that she was still shaken by the thought of going in the pyramid and Dorian's words had broken her resolve.


She was afraid.


But in a place like that one couldn't count on numbers. If there were to be only three of them would she still be the weakest link?


If only I had magic too, she thought bitterly.


She was an excellent elven huntress but what did that mean in this wide, human world of plains of sand and ebony pyramids?


Would she be swallowed by them, never to see the forest again?


She thought of her destiny to die on some battlefield of ancient stone. If that was true then she would not die here, certainly...?


For once, the thought of her impending death only frightened her more. Before the journey it had been an ideal that had driven her. Giving her life to save the world. Or at least trying to save it.


But after the daemons and now the crawlers and this mountain of stone, doubts had crept in.


Or perhaps it was really clarity, reality. 


One of them really might die in here or at any point in their quest and suddenly the ideal was gone and replaced by fear.


Oceana abruptly realized she didn't want to die at all.


With that thought came a flood of emotions;


Guilt,


Fear,


Shame,


Surprise,


and strangely enough, relief.


I don't want to die, she thought shakily. In shock.


Her whole body was visibly trembling. And though it could be mistaken as rage, those in their group who knew her more would see through that illusion.


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Valeiah somberly tethered her horse. She didn't feel like leaving her behind since she was upset with her brother, but she had no choice. (Sorry for the sucky reply)
 
"I think I just broke Chuckles." Dorian mumbled under his breath as he saw Oceana start trembling. He was confused about why she was trembling in fear and not rage tough.


Garrett seemed to have noticed it too and decided to hopefully snap Oceana out of whatever she was thinking about.


"Hey, it's actually better if you stay here. We don't have many people in this group who shoot as well as you, and if anything stupid decides to attack, it would be great help to pick them off from afar." He stated.


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                        Sensing her fear, Hjalmar put his hand on her shoulder, "Don't be silly." He interjected, "You could always wear a dark cloak, you know, like- cloak and dagger? We have a lot of them just waiting to be used." He offered her a smile, "I would feel just a bit safer if you came with us, regardless of your attire. I would hope you'll feel safe too, because I will have your back." He reassured her, but would understand if she wanted to stay behind. He would have to ask her about it later, when they could both be alone.

 
The elf's gaze shot upward and turned a grateful smile on Hjalmar.


She shook her head sagely.


"It's alright. Garrett and Dorian have a point. I will stay."


She backed away from the pyramid a bit and turned her eyes to the gleaming black stone and their desert surroundings.


If she was going to stay, she better put her senses and skills to good use.


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"Alright then." Dorian smiled. "Now how about we get going. The damn place ain't gonna scout itself." He turned back to Hjalmar and gestured to the pyramid. "Or have you also had a change of heart?"


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                  Hjalmar nodded to her, pulling his hood up, turning on his heel to follow Dorian, "Nah, I laugh in the face of danger." He gave a fake laugh for emphasis. They trudged through the sand, the humming the Trinid gave off grew louder. In all honesty, Hjalmar was more excited than he was apprehensive to enter the pyramid. There was nothing he loved more than adventure, and this was a place no one had set foot in for ages. He and Dorian would likely be the first to enter its halls in a thousand years. There was something about that which made him forget about why he should be afraid.


                  When they reached the entrance, it dipped down into the earth before shifting into a long carven hall. There was no need for light, because the intricate runes carved onto the stones gave off a slight yellowish glow which illuminated their path. At the end, Hjalmar could see a large set of doors, probably locked in that same position for ages. He walked on his heels, so no sound would bounce off the walls and alert this Sphinx of their presence. Though, knowing what powerful ancient magical beings were like, he assumed she already knew they were there.


                  As if to answer his thought, the door rumbled, old sand and dust falling off as if it were being reawakened from of a deep slumber. Hjalmar could almost swear he heard a deep growl coming from the other side of it, but he wasn't sure as it was masked by the noise of the opening door, "Looks like somebody is expecting us." He whispered to Dorian, "Can't say I've ever had anyone open a door for me, a thief, inviting me into their home before." He chuckled at the thought. But mabye this creature could sense their intentions. For once, he wasn't sneaking to steal, but to protect his comrades.


                  Hjalmar cautiously peeked his head inside, his hand resting on the hilt of his long-knife just in case, but he knew it wouldn't do much against a Sphinx should he have to use it. Even Dorian's many talents would likely be no match for something as ancient and powerful as the creature of this temple was keeping.


                  "Your presence does not go unnoticed, little shadows." A smooth voice, like running water, echoed through the air, "I know your company harbors the last of the royal bloodline, and that is why my doors open for you, and why my hand does not strike you down." The room flared as candle torches along the walls and fire pits scattered across the room were lit ablaze. The room which was pitch dark before, was now illuminated with warm colors. Sitting upon a large monument in the heart of the room was the Sphinx, a smile upon her face, knowing her beauty and magnificence were unmatched. Her body was adorned in jewelry, a colorful headdress upon her head, and her paws elegantly folded over each other as she shifted her body more comfortably.


                  Hjalmar leaned in towards Dorian slightly, "Somebody knows how to work dramatic presentation." He muttered under his breath.


                  The Sphinx chuckled, hearing his comment, but chose to ignore it for the time being, "Where are the rest of your companions?" She asked. But when there was no answer, her deep shaded lips curved into a toothy smile, "This is no riddle... Where are the rest of your companions?"



 
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                  Ashlar was just about to start tethering some of the horses with Yaroslav's assistance, before something on the flat horizon caught his eye. He took a step forward, squinting as if it would help better his vision. But what he saw was no illusion. Quickly handing the reigns to a confused Yaroslav, he darted over towards Svetlana, "Pēkati!" He called, referring to the woman respectfully in his tongue, "We, and all of our horses and supplies, need to go inside the temple," he pointed toward the fast moving wall of cloud in the distance, "Or we'll all be swallowed and buried by that sandstorm."


                  Svetlana looked in the direction he was pointing. Despite the distance between their group and the storm, she knew it would be upon them within the hour, perhaps even the minute depending on how hard the winds were pushing. They were lucky enough to have avoided one for so long, it was about time the desert ceased sparing them of its wrath. Giving him a nod, she turned to the group, "Alright everyone! We can't wait for our scouts to come back. If we stay out here, that storm will overwhelm us!" She yelled for all to hear as she picked up a bag of supplies, hastily strapping it to her horse, "Pack up the supplies, help lead the horses inside!" She commanded, "Stay close to me!"


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(Oh boy, sorry for not responding earlier! I had to catch up and think of a reply. I hope this will do!)
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Lucasta walked with her brother cradled in her arms. he wasn't as badly wounded as before, but he was still sickly. Lucasta was overwhelmed with emotion. She stroked her brother's short hair as she thought of his health, the sphinx, the journey, Kvacht. It was all worrying her. her gut tightened at the thought of facing the fearsome sphinx. She sighed and closed her eyes as they traveled, hoping she could linger on something else for the time being. 
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They arrived and Lucasta gasped and held her brother ever closer. The tight squeeze woke the sickly boy. He blinked a few times before looking up at her. "Is everything okay?" He asked. Lucasta looked down at him, loosened her grip and exhaled deeply. "Yes... I suppose it is." She rubbed his head and let him down onto the sand. They all began moving the horses, supplies, ect into the pyramid. Most likely because of the storm that was approaching. As she entered the pyramid her foot steps echoed throughout the hall. Her mouth dropped in awe. If the place was so decorative, of course the sphinx was going to be as well.
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Suddenly she heard a voice through the room, loud and clear yet smooth and relaxing. A female's voice. She took a deep breath and started forward before anyone else, towards the double doors. She needed to take the lead. She wanted to get the whole situation over with. She quickly entered the room. The monstrous sphinx caught her eyes first then she spotted her comrades. She just stood there in awe of the monster and politely bowed, but didn't say a word.
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Agitha was admiring the runes on the outside of the pyramid before the order was barked out by one of the older travelers. Looking back behind the group, she inhaled sharply and pulled her cloak over her nose,"Dear gods." she whispered. Scooping up Pippa, who barked in reaction, Aggie grabbed the reins of her horse and tugged it towards the entrance of the pyramid. It bucked and whinnied in resentment, stomping it's hooves as the sudden loud wind battered against it's ears. Dropping Pippa, the corgi ran into the pyramid to safety. 


The dark elf woman struggled to keep ahold of the reins of her horse who was snorting loudly, it's eyes a wild blaze as it eyed the pyramid. 


/The magic in the pyramid. She must be sensitive to it.../ 


Petting it's nose in attempt to soothe her, it was to no avail. With a toss of it's head, it reared up and pawed at the air with a mighty bellow in it's throat, throwing off the blankets and bags off of her back. Tugging away from Agitha's grasp, it kicked and brayed in fear as the dark elf did her best to avoid the flurry of hooves, trying to grab onto the reins again,"CALM DOWN DAMMIT!" she yelled with frustration and grabbed onto the reins, tugging the beast's head down sharply. Now with it's head bowed, Aggie touched it's forehead and pressed,"Shhhhhhh." she gave little rubs to it's forelock and down to it's velvety nose.,"Shhh girl it's okay," 


Still skittish as Aggie put the supplies back on it's back, she lead the horse into the pyramid easily, holding her cloak to her nose as the sands started to stir up. 


As soon as she was in the hall, she took off her hood, looking around in awe as the hall lead into a larger room with a large beautiful beast of a Sphinx. A half smile flicked across her face as she lowered her hands, looking around in such interest but still stayed close towards the entrance of the room. 


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Nameen whirled like the rest of her companions, pulling the her hood back to see.  She stared transfixed at the fast approaching desert storm for a few seconds before springing into action.  Wordlessly she worked with the rest to pack up and carefully restrain the supplies.  With unified cooperation from the whole group, the task went smoothly and fast.  When this was finished, Nameen moved out of the way and off to the side as the horses and wagons were led through the entrance.  


She resumed her position at the rear of their small procession, being the last to step into the pyramid.  Her mouth fell open with slight awe as her eye studied the detailed art covering the walls, even more impressive than the outside. No detail had been spared in the creation of this place.  


Being at the back, Nameen paused a moment to stand alone in the empty entrance hall.  A new kind of nervousness crept up into her chest as she looked towards next door.  There were so many ways that this encounter could go, whether it be good or bad,


The feeling didn't improve upon entering the elaborate chamber.  Nameen's eye was drawn immediately to the magnificent Sphinx, sitting proudly atop her stage. She noticed the beast's glittering eyes moving to each one of them in turn, to finally rest on her.  


Nameen made eye contact for only a moment. But in that short time she felt exposed, as if this creature were staring right into her very being.  She peered down to the stone floor, before taking a deep breath and raising her chin once again.  
 
Bo hurried to help gather everything together quickly, glancing back at the oncoming sandstorm: an intimidating mass of dust that was quickly polluting the formerly blue skies with a tan colored hue. As they all managed to hurry inside, Bo was overwhelmed by the magnificence of the design of the pyramid, while he simultaneously suppressed the nagging worry that something was about to go terribly wrong. It seemed that even nature was working against them. Then again, perhaps it was more the hand of fate gently pushing them closer to their goal, now removing any hesitation as the dangers were weighed more in their favor to enter the temple than to assuredly be buried underneath the approaching waves of sand. 


His eyes widened as they entered the open room that was filled with a warm light that highlighted the intricacies of the structure. He remained within the confines of the "group,"  despite his eagerness to go wander and explore. He wanted to look all around him at every part of the inner pyramid - or rather, this single room in the vastness of the entire structure, but his eyes were drawn to the beautiful and large creature before them. The sphinx. He stood still, gently patting his horse who stood at his side. Santo seemed uneasy - no, that was him actually. Santo was actually oddly calm in such a situation. 


"Wow." Was all he was able to whisper as he took it all in.
 
Oceana hissed animally and gripped Dahlia's reins and murmured to her as she pulled her inside the pyramid quickly.


Once in she ran back for Hjalmar's  horse and took it inside with little fuss.


When she finally was  inside she gazed around the cavernous room with wonder, a steady warmth coming off the braziers.


Suddenly she fell to a knee and muttered an elven phrase reverently.


For the majestic creature before them was none other than the ancient Sphinx.


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While exploring the pyramid, Dorian had walked around as a small fox, though he did shift back to human when he understood that there was no use hiding.


Like his companions, he could admit that the halls and rooms of the pyramid were quite fascinating, but he magic that permeated the building was dulling his exitement quite a bit. It was like being constantly irritated by all his senses. Despite that, when he saw the sphinx, he instantly schooled his expression into a calm smile.


"I think this answers your question." He said when the rest of his group started walking into the hall.


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Both Garrett and Kacel'la had run around trying to help everyone get into the pyramid faster before walking in themselves.


While the soldier walked the halls while wearing an expression of wonder mixed with unease, the elf was all but skipping around like this was a familiar home. Her mind was comparing what she saw to what she had seen before, trying to translate runes or figure out the structure.


She was quite used to magic buildings and ancient tombs after all her travels. That's why when she saw the sphinx, she shot it her frindliest smile and bowed her head slightly, as if in polite greeting. It always helped to be polite, in her experience. Even the dragon in her head was falling silent, recognizing that the creature before her was not only one of exotic beauty, but also a monster with dangerous power.
 
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Foxrun had hung to the back with the others, admiring each little detail slowly as they went. Anything to distract him from the feeling of being surrounded that was eating at the back of his mind. But then the group was guided to a room, a voice, the closest to angelic he could imagine, leading them in. He froze beside the others who either knelt or bowed. His eyes wide in awe at the creature before them. He too, fell beside Oceana, hoping she would not mind if he joined her. He did not break line of sight with the wondrous beast. She was captivating as much as terrifying and even when her gaze passed him, he held it, merely letting his eyes gloss over before blinking the premature tears away. This was truly the beginning of what they were striving for, and it was causing a turmoil of emotions he couldn't place. Thus he just stared and awaited eagerly for her harmonious words to ring through the air.


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