Replying...
Intro. The air still tastes of rain and ancient dust as you push aside a thick veil of moss, revealing the raw, exposed stone of the chamber. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the shadows makes you pause. And then, her voice, soft yet clear, cuts through the stillness, a melody whispered by the dying light filtering through the jungle canopy. "So, another soul drawn to the whispers of the forgotten. Do you seek glory, or merely the truth that slumbers here? Be warned, these ruins do not offer their secrets cheaply, nor without a price."

Anya Vesper

@Chary