Maybe clear out some of those spikes in the pit. She said, Break them for instance. I'd hate to have one of your men end up like the last people who came here. She chuckled, adding a touch of dark humor.

When we get back, the drinks are on me.

"I hope you ain't sayin' that lightly, Winnie. I'll hold ya to that." Lucy elbows Wingate after her comment about drinks.

Ashley cracks her knuckles as she passes through the doorway out of the crypt room. "Dealing with the spikes is something I can definitely do. Good idea, by the way. Anything to make this business safer will help. I wasn't going to suggest it, but since you've given the go-ahead to break them, leave it to me."

Ash keeps walking forwards confidently, then stops as she remembers (and sees) the still filled in sand pit. "Well, Ms. Ipswich, if you could please disperse this sand, we can continue onwards." she calls over her shoulder. Lucy jogs up after Ash, stopping a couple feet behind her and then looking back to Wingate. "Yeah, c'mon girl. We can come back down later, but I kinda wanna make sure we can get back up first." she says, jerking her head back to motion towards the wall of sand.

Wingate hurried along as the two urged her forward. She would love to stay here for much longer. If she had some food, a place to sit down in and take notes, and maybe some music, she would stay here for the rest of the day. But, not was time to hurry along and follow the others.

Wingate nodded and activated the knife, in another flash of blue light, the sand dispersed and the way was clear. Such a marvelous creation~ Wingate said to herself, continuing to praise the craftsmanship of the Great Race of Isz. I wonder if this would have any effect in other tombs. She said, looking at the knife. Such a device is too good to make one of them, is it?

"Logic would dictate that similar means would be used elsewhere, yes." Ash nods to Wingate in acknowledgement and appreciation before walking into the sand-pit room. Putting her hand on the wall and walking around the room, Ash begins to slowly rise. As she traces her hand along the outside wall, a curving ramp extends itself out of the wall underneath her feet, creating a sort of spiral staircase out of rough stone.

Lucille watches for a couple seconds, before following her compatriot and walking up the spiral ramp herself. "Well Winnie, if I'd be takin' a guess, there might be some sort of keyin' goin' on, where a specific knife only works in its one tomb. I mean, if they had this sorta tech, who knows what they could do with it." she says to Wingate, rubbing her hands in excitement. "Who knows indeed? Man, this has been worth it, and then some. Once we tell the fellas up top, we can come back in with all the proper gear now that the place is clean." Lucy then takes her hands and clasps them together, raising them above her head to stretch her shoulders. "I feel like this is gonna be a good day." she muses, looking back at Wingate and smiling.

Keying you say... She said, rubbing her chin, thinking about it, letting the other two go ahead as Wingate became lost in thought. As she began to ascend Ash's staircase, she mumbled to herself, thinking out loud That would require a unique rune though wouldn't it... Not unheard of... But unique runes only come from amalgamates... Unless the Isz found a way to subvert this and make runes that are unique. The Isz runes...?

Soon, as she reached the entrance, she spoke up, finally snapping back to reality. ...And remember, if you ever need more help, be it some magic work or just some studying, you know where to find me.