Aveline could hear a voice in the back of her mind, and at first glanced around as if expecting something or someone to be near her. But when there was nothing but the shadows cast from the torch's flame, she continued forward. It wasn't long before she caught sight of the orb, and followed along behind it, curious as to what it could be.<span style="font-style: italic">Hurry, you need to hurry.</span>The voice in her mind spoke again. Aveline watched in shock and astonishment as the torches on the wall lit as the orb passed by them. 'This is so much better than any boring book about these tombs.' She thought, amazed and intrigued, wanting to find out what was happening. What the source of the orb was. Where she was being led. 'But what if this is just my imagination?'<br/><br/>Aveline stopped in the entrance to a small, dim room. Her gaze wandered across and around it for a moment before stopping on something. A coffin... made of crystal? She cautiously walked over towards it, wondering if there was some kind of trap or trick she had to avoid.<span style="font-style: italic">Hurry...touch it. Read the inscription.</span>The girl finally got close enough to the coffin, shining the light of the flame on it. She could see the form of a man, probably a few years older than her. Her gaze caught on the worn off inscription and she narrowed her eyes as she tried to decipher it. Aveline brushed the dirt away with her fingertips, concentrating on the letters.... they spells a name perhaps. "A... R... I... Ari?"