<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;">(https://i.imgur.com/7mqwaa1_d.webp?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Name</strong>: Ledaal Alyx<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside the <del>cave of wonders</del> ancient tomb<br/><strong>Time</strong>: ?</div><hr/><br/>The former dynast frowned, looking through some desiccated bodies mummified by the desert sun.<strong>"My name is Alyx."</strong>She said simply. Alyx began sorting through the gear they had, taking numerous throwing knives one person had and finding good places to stow them on her outfit. She managed to find a breastplate in decent condition, fitting it on over her dress.<em>'It's been.... a year? Maybe? Since I was last actually doing something with my talents? By the dragons it felt good to be doing this again.'</em><br/><br/>As Rowan mentioned his plan, Alyx shook her head.<strong>"We have a cutpurse, a pampered concubine, a street urchin, and...."</strong>Alyx tilted her head at Iron Sand, blue eyes narrowing.<strong>"And whatever you are. A Talent of the Realm's finest we are not. Unless we can find gear in there aimed for use by mortals, we are not going to be taking on that many guards and living. Our best bet is to just do the job and hope they don't backstab us. Or barring that, find a secret exit out of the tomb."</strong>Alyx looked intently at a dagger she found, flipping it around in her fingers with practiced ease. And then the image of Chajai's laughing face popped into her head and with an angry glare at one of the corpses, she threw the blade into it's skull.<em>'Fucking bitch... I will get her back for all this torment I have suffered. Death will not be enough.'</em>