Vorashnik

Having left Midori just outside of the temple, Shadow Moonbeam took a deep breath. She was far more nervous than she could have possibly let on in front of any observers, and despite her carefree attitude Shadow felt she had to keep some sort of public image. One hand rubbed nervously at the back of her neck as she moved deeper into the ancient temple; each step taking her just that much further from the bright Sograt Desert sun, and deeper into the darkness ahead. There was enough illumination from outside to dimly light the entrance chamber. Brown stone pillars lined the walls, and there were hieroglyphics carved into every available surfa