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Iquine was still smirking. She enjoys hearing Mat's replies and wanted to know more about him and his little group he had. But at the same time, Iquine also wanted to be herself and be a smug, hothead, sassy mage "Don't you curiously killed the cat?" Iquine asked crossing her arms.

"Come now what we have to do is find the mana juice and get you to reposition the walls and stones as per these plans" concluded Matthew

"Will you hush it now!" snapped Robin taking an arrow and tensing it threateningly "Whoever moved the building is certainly alive, here and probably listening in... best you quieten down before we all end up dead" scolded Robin

Matthew pursed his lips and sat down by Rufus, who was equally bothered by the constant chattering. This time he was whispering the words lowly

"And ... you think... this... this mage of sorts... can kill us? Bury us alive here?" quizzed in a tense voice



"Who knows... just keep your eyes peeled" advised Rufus motioning Matthew go to off with his new friendly captive so as to give him some private space for himself.

"Now how will we ever get out of here? Our plans and maps and entirely mismatched and obselete" protested Glendale whose artwork was now worth but wet paper



Haldor stood up, taking his candle, which was growing dimmer by the hour and came to read upon the walls.



"Reading... of course... the runes on the wall might help us summon the culprit" muttered Haldor looking at Iquine

"What say you? can this spirit be called upon?" demanded staring at the mage meaningfully

Iquine read the runes on walls carefully. She could tell what most of the runes says but some of the runes look like another language. "The writing is a tad sloppy, but I think I can call upon the spirit that trapped us here or least a way to communicate with it." Iquine explained touching one of the runes. "However I bet whoever trap us here thinks this is some sort of game and probably wouldn't let us go easily without a fight."

"Read the wall and tell us more of this... creature... who might be fooling us" ushered Matthew.

"I am sure you can at least decipher its name? Names are important, I do not like speaking to strangers, mother always told me not to speak with strangers" explained Matthew, clearly not the smartest comment to make.

Iquine tried reading the rest of the wall but the only words she could decipher were 'Lord and Red' "There's no clear name, but it seems like this creature is some sort of Lord" Iquine explained stepping away from the wall. "There's also a seemly random word in one of the runes. It's says;'Red' "

"Well that was obvious enough, with the amount of treasure we robbed from this tomb, the man had to be a lord or a king of sorts, peasants could never afford wealth such as this." muttered Matthew admitting to the theft openly and scratching the back of the head.

"Red... red... red... makes no sense at all. There is nothing red here... what does red have anything to do with this tomb, it is made of stone... unless... there is red mana juice of yours somewhere in here... come, let's march forth and find it, must be worth a fortune..." prompted Matthew springing up to his feet and offering Iquine a hand to raise up.

Iquine accepted Mat's hand. "Right, let's go!" Iquine said starting marching through the tomb.She was ready for anything to come or at least she thought. After all, this wasn't her first time exploring in a tomb or a strange place. Iquine had explored many tombs and during her traveling days with her childhood friend Sun.But this her first time exploring a tomb without her friend.

"Tell me mage... have you been at this particular tomb before or read about it?" asked Robin curious to gather as much information as he could out of this unlikely companion.

Perhaps he knew of the wealth that had been stashed in this tomb and that they had been robbing the entire night and morning, if so, that could possibly force them to share the booty and nobody liked smaller shares, that was for sure and certain

Ameliana stared at the wall, covered in writing. The 15 year old princess couldn't understand anything it said. She felt like she was being followed.
"I don't think I should be here..." She said, scared.

"I have never been to this particular tomb before or read about it. But I have explored similar tombs to this one, with a friend of mine and in every tomb, there are set of runes or some sort of a puzzle. " Iquine explained with a smile. "and usually near the runes or puzzles. There some coins on ground or a maze"

"Coins! Definitely coins! I much rather the gold" announced Matthew with a smug smile on his face

"Now then where are the coins? Because we already took all the artefacts but I saw no coins there" admitted Matthew confessing to the large scale theft they had just conducted

Rufus hushed the pair of them.

"I hear steps.... who else did you bring in with you mage?" demanded Rufus trying to run a count on his head and possible plan of action

Iquine rolled her eyes. "Like I told you earlier, the group I was with got separated when the layout change. It's probably one of them or a monster." Iquine answered bittery crossing her arms. "Now, would you stop calling me mage?! If you don't I will start calling you a pest"

"Very well, slave, now lead the way" accepted Rufus pointing forward to get them all moving

It was not difficult to address Iquine based on the social position than based on social class

Iquine continued marching through the tombs halls.She kept her eye on the thieves. She didn't fully trust these guys yet. After all, they just met a few minutes ago and she could because useless to them at any time. Of course, Iquine was ready for a plausible betrayal.

"Well cast a spell or something... I do not like narrow corridors at all, you should make them widen a bit" nudged and urged Matthew swallowing hard as the passage before them became more narrow to the point they would have to pass it sideways for lack of width.

"Oh you must be jesting! No way my bulky muscles could pass through that!" protested Rufus not about to admit to being fat and so focusing on muscles and mass that sounded more warrior-like

Iquine chuckled hearing Mat and Rufus complaining about the corridors getting narrower. "Don't worry, I will make it wider, just calm down. " Iquine replied, casting the spell the boys requested. The spell succeeded, it made the corridors a bit wider than before. It's was hard to tell but they were indeed wider than before. "There, is that better? Will your friend's
'bulky muscles' be able to pass through or will I have to make him smaller?"

Matthew almost coughed and choked at the remark of downsizing Rufus

"You don't want to even think about it... better... widen the corridor some more..." half muttered Matthew after the ghastly gasp that followed her remark

Rufus on the other hand, reacted in an annoyed voice of disgust, highly offended by the remark.

"How dare you threaten to reduce my bulky muscles! I'd like to see you try, you swine!" barked Rufus in a threatening mood, thoughtlessly laying down the challenge

"Ah, a challenge, usually I don't part in challenges. But since it's testing my magic skills. I'll gladly accept." Iquine replied accepting Rufus challenge. She immediately cast another spell, the spell made Rufus the size of a rat. "There, now can we move forward? "

"How dare you DO this to me! you swine!" squeaked out Rufus in a rather childish squeak, soft voice, likely to cause laughter to those who heard him.

Matthew sniggered unable to help himself and grinned, looking down at Rufus. Though his supposedly broad warm smile gave unease at the minuscule rogue

Rufus threw up his arms in disgust sticking the head in a rather childish pout and marched forward leading the way to the intrincate and elaborate maze of corridors that intertwined with one another, in order to keep those travellers wandering about confused and lost, hours on end.

"Maze, why a maze" Iquine muttered under her breath. She sighed and look for any out of place bricks. Yet there was nothing out of place she could noticed. She decided to ask Matthew "Any ideas Mat? Mazes aren't really my specialty and I don't see anything that can signal a possible exit or endpoint."