Stephen
```Reserved for quest ```

*Somewhere in the lymian wilderness, the ground beneath an expedition of archaeologists rumbled. They took a lead to an old, abandoned city nearby. Rumors they've heard in the area spoke of the peril that await inside, of brave individuals seeking to make a fortune exploring the ruins yet never making it out.*

*This band of researchers weren't about to take any unnecessary risks. Before they went in and explored the place on their own, they hired two capable adventurers in the area - Meztu and Sirdan - to map out the insides for them. If possible, they were to eliminate whatever threat lay in wait.* 

*As both approached the site, they would behold the ruins. It was a vast area, with the remains of small buildings and stone mounds peppering a huge array of land. A gargantuan pyramid placed at the center of it all, towering over the landscape and seemed to touch the sky itself. Vines and moss clung to the surface of every building, some of the vine reaching impossibly long lengths. The pair immediately gained a sense of how ancient the place was.*

*An eerie wind blew through the land as they surveyed it. Their contractors told them that their goal was at the pyramid in the center where an altar stood. It was a secret entrance to a tunnel below the fallen city, which was already half-cracked open. No one knew where it lead.*
Michael
*Emerging from trees she hops onto the ground with a thud, she has her black hair up in a bun wearing a dark purple kimono with a cloak ontop of her shoulders its a dark green to blend into the enviroment, the tips of her hair are a purple and her eyes are an odd just flat purple color she looks kind of blank. And is insanely silent. Just standing dead still head down waiting for the other one to show up.* 

*Silence.*
Anna
*Sirdan followed behind the surprisingly silent and purple lady, holding a shield and his pick in his hand. He looked at the tunnel and the entrance.* 

*The mission sounded quite ominous - and there wasn't any backup whatsoever for something surprisingly creepy.* 

"I don't like this. Quite creepy." *Sirdan said as he proceeded to walk forward, looking around for anything that his experience could help him identify. An ancient language mayhaps?"
Stephen
*Sirdan's dread was well-justified. Aside from the incomprehensible symbols carved into the rock, there were multiple events painted across the walls. A green seed perched in a crack between a stone in one; shadowy wisps gathered around a creature that looked like an amalgamation of a dog, bear, lizard, and horse in another. Everything seemed rather bizarre; for what reason could an ancient society display such odd images?*

*The tunnel trembled, loose bits of rock and dirt falling from the ceiling. It was powerful, almost entreating a stumble. Yet one thing was certain - the source of the quake lay further down, wherever the tunnel lead. However, the feeling that they weren't welcome was palpable. Something wanted them gone.*
Anna
*Sirdan would look at the incomprehensible symbols, trying to decipher them but failing. Something about green seed, a rock, shadowy wisps. The birth of a chimera? He thought. He paced around the symbols, trying to see if such carving had a story leading elsewhere - surely, whomever made a monument or a warning here would've had more to tell.* 

"This place's a tomb to some sort of monster, I'd guess." *The elf remarked, looking at the source of the quake, and the integrity of the building. 

He doesn't like anything about this job at all. He hoped it paid really well.*

"So, you speak?" *He said toward his new companion*