Haruna fumed! That arrogant bastard, he WAS following me! She scrambled to pull on her leather pants, her ass bulging around the tops as she slide them over her hips, and wrestled to get her bodice into place as her breast popped out of the top in her zeal. The orcress cursed herself for it all taking way too long knowing she still had to collect her things and prep the damn camel.<br/><br/>Spirits be dammed if you’re going to take the prize again. I’ll slit that pretty little throat of yours in your sleep. Of course she didn’t really want to kill him, and technically she did owe him for saving her life, but she be dammed if she wasn’t angry. To top it all off he had seen her naked and her embarrassment was just fuel to the flames of her rage. Oh she would get back at him, some way some how she would get back at him.<br/><br/>She climbed atop the camel and was off before she was even properly seated, soon galloping over the shallows to the other side of the river in a desperate attempt to catch up to the elf. She swore in orcish as she couldn’t even see him over the first dune, but at least she knew what direction he would be going in. The place was liable to have traps and maybe he would set some of them off for her so she could close the gap between them, maybe she would even be able to take advantage of that and slip him up getting ahead of him. She could only hope.<br/><br/>She rode on through the desert, feeling like it was taking too long, like he was getting further and further ahead of her. Haruna would love for the camel to go at a full out run, but tiring the animal to near death would only set herself back further. She had to remain calm and keep her patience, it would do her no good to run head long in a full panic, Varres would just use that as an advantage if she didn’t screw up before she had a chance to catch up to him.<br/><br/>Finally! And there, as she crested the last dune, lying before her in the midst of some of the most awe inspiring architecture she had ever seen, The Halls of Origination. As she rode up she spotted the blood elf’s hawkstrider mount idling around the entrance and picking at the insects that scurried about. Sadly there was no Varres in sight. Figuring he must have already gone in already, Haruna dismounted from her camel and took only the gear she needed for this trip. Traveling light was the key here. Anything that could hamper her moving through the tomb could be fatal, be it with traps or moving through tight areas. Satisfied with her choices she descended into pyramid.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>