Hello there! My name is Brick N. Mortar. For several years, there have been many mysteries of this world that Ive tried hard to solve. I could go into depth on this, but for now, I believe itd be best to start a little simpler.
I recently made a trip to the desert region of Sah n Dibum for the sake of my research. I had sent notice ahead to the natives via the UPC, or United Postal Camels for those unfamiliar with the company. I had made it to several other regions of the desert, including the Temple of the Dead Cat, the Alter of the Sacrificial Feline, and an oasis town called Sahd Imboot. Finally, however, my travels brought me to the beautiful village of Sah n Dibum. To continue this story, I will stop talking, and switch into first person past tense, and after the basic facts of the story have been established, Ill quickly jump to third person. Dont ask why, its just how things work sometimes.
The natives were friendly, the animals docile, and the architecture beautiful if somewhat scary to be honest. As I strolled down the main road, I passed the Temple of the Untampered Stonehead, a figurine carved only by the forces of mother nature. On the other side was the Serpentine Ceremonial Tomb of Pharaoh Hishyfitt. Natives passing by, and resting by the side of the road sent friendly waves my way, and healthy smiles welcomed me when no words could. This truly was the most friendly and wonderful place in the world.
A small river ran through the town. The source of this river was a large fountain. Many legends have been carved, penned, and sang about this mysterious water source. Luckily, a bridge has been built to make easier the travel from one side to the other.
As I crossed into the other side of town, the pains of hunger quickly came over me. Luckily, a merchant happened to be selling foodstuffs and novelty rubber bands. As I approached, he tore my attention away from the delectable-looking items with a few odd words.
Youd be wanting to go upstairs, youngster.
Not even a fishhead was offered to me. With hunger singing out of my stomach, and confusion rattling my brain, I made my way up the rickety stairs. I was greeted at the top by a mysterious and somewhat scary stranger in all black. He ordered me to follow him, and fearing the shimmer of his dagger being sullied by my blood, I complied.
We walked down a hall, into a small room. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I suddenly recognised the figure standing before me. He lovely eyes, her ruby-stained lips. I had met her in some of my previous travels, but we had never really had any deep discussions, or shared much in the way of friendship. Up until now we had always been two ships passing in the night. That was definitely about to change.
Ms. Priestess! I shouted, completely unashamed that I didnt know her proper name, and calling her by her title was the best I could do. Its been a long time! I havent seen you since we fought that anorexic alligator in the Lake de la Grit.
Ms. Priestess, how boring a title that is. It makes me feel very one-dimensional. Call me Kaei, Brick. It is good to see you again, and in one piece, even!
We exchanged stories of the adventures that had lead us from our last meeting to our current reunion. She had taken the longer route, and still managed to be me. This was partially because she had an aeroplane, while all I had was my old trusty motorcycle.
She had discovered something unusual hiding in one of the temples nearby, but it always managed to hide away before she could clearly notice it. At that point we had no clue what was about to happen.
Across the river and down the road, a native heard something come from Pharaoh Hishyfitts tomb, and being fearful of the Pharaohs undead wrath, he went in to investigate. Thats when Kaei and I were abruptly ripped from our discussion. We ran out to the balcony, and what came out of the tomb was a horror wed learn to fear more than death itself.
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Edited by Malevolence, Nov 05 2011 - 06:35 PM.