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Amontillado had to tear his attention away from admiring the craftsmanship of the sarcophagus to pay attention to what the others were saying. "So... What do we do from here?"

The loud caw of a crow was heard in the distance. The sound wasn't urgent, but evidently Mercury had found something interesting.

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Mercury landed in the branches above the dryad and orc with a flutter. He stared down at the two, tilting his head side to side almost like he was trying to absorb what he was looking at in each eye to understand it better.
Amontillado gave Lillith a kind smile and an easy "Thank you. I always worry about them getting into trouble."

He was getting used to smiling around people. From a young age, he'd been discouraged from smiling. "Don't smile. Nobody wants to see us smile. We shouldn't look happy about anything we do."

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As people began to go their own ways, Monty stuck with Cyprian. He stepped reverently into the mausoleum. "Wow..." he breathed. "This is gorgeous." His voice was hushed, instantly and almost unconsciously settling into his funeral tone, though he allowed himself to speak his thoughts. Nobody was here to grieve. "Look how intricate the sarcophagus is..." He bowed slightly to get a look at the lower details. "I've never seen a mausoleum for just one person before..." He straightened back up to look at the ornate walls. The dozen much smaller and much less impressive mausoleums back home were typically owned by wealthy families. "I have to wonder if there's another somewhere for the resident families... Maybe there's a catacomb somewhere."

He was itching to know if there was any kind of drainage system or if it was simply taken care of by magic. What preservation methods did they have so long ago? He suspected they were better than now. Good enough to make a difference after three centuries? Probably not. Then again, maybe the mage's body was perfectly intact in there, preserved by magic. Of course he was curious, but he knew better than to touch anything in the room.
Amontillado threw Ash a mildly offended look, but he was starting to get the idea of teasing and jest. He was in fact rather fond of the various flower and herb based oils his profession called for, but unfortunately those had been destroyed along with most of everything else he'd owned before. He was adjusting to what his life had become now, but there were a few things he still missed.

"It all seems so... Unnatural." There was no green in sight. Even the neat bricks of the road lacked any weeds growing between them. Suddenly he couldn't help but be reminded of a corpse at a funeral; perfectly preserved and as fresh looking as possible, but undeniably dead. Yet this place had been buried in its coffin for centuries with no sign of decay whatsoever.

Mercury seemed unsure about the place, but also curious. He didn't seem afraid or unnerved. In fact, he chose to hop off of Monty's shoulder and take to the air to explore. Monty took a few cautious steps through the gate, following the bird. "Ah- be careful! Don't go far!" he called after the bird, perfectly aware it didn't really understand the words.

He returned his attention to the rest. "It's a very big place, but maybe we should head to that tower together... And then decide from there whether or not to split into groups..." Even after the months they'd spent together, it still felt a bit awkward to speak up or share ideas.
Mercury, the laziest of Amontillado's crows, had been riding on his shoulder when the palace wall materialised in front of them. The bird startled with a squawk, nearly falling from Amontillado's shoulder before managing to grip the fabric of the cloak and pull himself back up.

Amontillado gently stroked the ruffled bird's neck. He was rather surprised himself. They really had found the place. "This is... Considerably larger than I was expecting." He suspected an entire small village would fit behind that wall. It was easily the biggest building he'd ever seen. He'd never seen a man-made structure look so... bright and alive. especially not one this old. Something about the place had him a little on-edge already. Maybe it was the eerie magical nature of it, or perhaps how foreign it felt to the world he knew.

"What's our plan? We probably shouldn't split up in there unless we know it's safe..."



🤔 I think I'm interested...
Would a Kenku who was raised by geese be welcome?
This RP needs more cannibals.



I agree :3
So funny you should mention.



I've had "Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell" stuck in my head for every second I spent writing this.

I could've gone for more flavor and gone on and on about some points, but I just wanted to get the necessary information down. I've had this character for years, but haven't used him with all of his supernatural/superhero attachments in a long while. Lately I've just been playing him as a boring plain old human. I'm happy to play him with all of his complex baggage again.
I'm interested... I'll get started on a character sheet if you're still letting people join.
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