Both nude Girls walk slowly down inside the tunnel, to awoid getting spotted by voices. Natasha rise finger to her lips and sneak to take a look, with orb in her hand.
"No you idio-argh!" Mori/Akrem panicked as one of the soldiers accidentally arm a grenade. "Urk." He groans from the gore, but thankfully no one else was hurt. "Leave these... artifacts to me. The gods has blessed me with knowledge on how to use these strange foreign weapons." He gave a decree, as he goes around making sure every weapon's safety was on.
Spoiler: Traps Roll D100: 78 Natasha hears the voices grow more distinct - some kind of ancient chanting, like she heard at the temple. So focused is she, that she almost doesn't hear the clanking and turning of gears in the walls, but Natasha manages at the last second to pull her and her companion away, as darts begin to shoot out from the walls. There's a fusillade of the small darts, coated in poison, but eventually, their numbers decrease, and disappear entirely, making the hallway safe once more. As the sound of the darts fades, she hears footsteps coming towards her.
Natasha grab her companion and lewitated them up, to hold gsim and let the unknown person walk under them. They must be quiet to not being spotted.
Beatrice almost made a gasp - what kind of monster was it!? She took a position behind her boytoy and looked around for escape routes...
Since the pharaoh is divine, no one has issue with Akrem's reasoning. Soon, the weapons are at his feet, all disarmed.
"Hmm. Alright, proceed!" Mori/Akrem orders his men to resume the march, picking up a rifle for himself, and a pistol, which he discreetly hands to Eloise.
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 85 Heading up into the darkness, Natasha and the thief, who manages to stay completely silent despite the situation, look down, as a group of monstrous soldiers, skin grey like stone, emerge into the hallway, looking for the intruders.
There's a ringing, as Gregoire's sword clashes against the creature's fangs. Turning, Beatrice sees a few spaces between the huge shelves that she could use as an escape route.
Natasha wonders what will end first. Their strength in hands to hold up or the soldiers leave this place? Sure, she could always fight her way through but it wouldn't be wise to attack without knowing area. So for now they wait
Beatrice took a step back, giving her toy more place. Maybe her escape won't be necessary - maybe Gregoire will win. But in case there was doubt, she would have an easy and fast way to escape. For now, she observed the clash, small smile on her lips as she admired her toy's prowess.
Eloise checks the load and cocks the pistol behind her back, doing it quietly. Heading through the gates, he sees a massive city stretching out past a long stairway. "Fuck me..." Eloise breathes as she sees the metropolis - now seemingly empty. In the city center, a large building glows green with some sort of power.
Luckily, the soldiers disperse, half investigating the entrance to the large building, while the other half disappear deeper into the tunnel.
"Well this is... something." Mori/Akrem was awed at the sight of the empty city. "General, tell our men to search the area, and inspect that glowing building. Tell them to do it from afar, and avoid approaching it carelessly." He ordered, even ignoring the chance to make a joke at Eloise's gasp. Okay, I'm guessing that's where were supposed to go? He thought to himself.
Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Gregoire: 72 Monster: 33 Gregoire moves quickly, his sword darting in between two chitinous plates, and the beast screams, dying. Gregoire withdraws his sword and wipes the blade clean of blood, smiling. "You're unharmed, my love?"
Natasha lewitated them back on the ground, feeling wetness in her groin. Only thought that they could catch them, tied them and fuck them uuuu.. No, Natasha, no. Keep your mind stady. They keep walking the tunnel, more carefull to avoid patrols and another traps.
Beatrice smiled. "Yes, my love." She stepped to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Let us advance - the secrets and treasures of Ancient Queen are waiting for us..."
After several minutes, the scouts return, a few men short. "My lord pharaoh..." The head scout bows. "We lost a few men in the s-streets." He's visibly shaken. "There were beasts there, monsters, like in the stories about the gods." There's a large amount of whispering and chattering as the court gossips. "But we made it to the city center, where the building stands. There was no movement there, besides that strange green glowing, at least for a while. A group of...soldiers...exited the building, larger than anyone I've seen, and with skin that looked like grey stone. They didn't trouble us, though, since we were watching from a distance. They seemed to be looking for someone - maybe an intruder."
Natasha feels a breath at her neck, a beautiful female voice whispering in her ear from behind, but when she turns around, there's no one there. "You want to be used, don't you... To be a slave... To have your body become a plaything..."
"Little more awaits you here." Beatrice jumps, seeing one of the priests standing there in front of the creature's corpse. "Others have been here before you - outsiders, and taken the treasure you seek - the treasure leading to queen Anai."
