Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20190105040130

"She walked the 'tombs of the giants', finding the typhoons of sand and wind assialing her unique form. Fortunately, they were found wanting against her divine shroud shielding her. I know not how long she wandered in the unrelenting land, but, she had found something of interest. Day after day, she had walked in, seeking no rest, not recuperation until her feet walked on solid mass. The path to a derelict temple. Or, as it seemed at first, a path to stairs descending".

"Down she went, ever down, far the light of the sun god. Darkness ruled the halls, to a point. Walking down the last tiles of stairs, a rumble had quaked through the derelict, among the withered and rotted walls of stone, under a cracking and dying celling. Apparently, she was besieged by a living statue, an avatar  of one of the dead within. The man speaking of this told me they did not want her within the halls, for quite the reason..."