Quote from Bonk

Deep within the temple of the stone box, a circle of figures surrounded an alter. A cloth was draped over something sitting on the alter, and for all the figures the object was the focal point for their whole lives.

They were Guardians. More specifically, they were The Eight; the wisest and strongest Guardians who had been tasked with directly guarding the box. The others, nicknamed "Sentinels" were the young and the restless, who patrolled the temple.

Already The Eight knew of the trouble that was coming. Out of the darkness surrounding the circle a naked Stone approached, bearing many scars and almost dead. One of the figures turned and said nothing.

Stone breathed, "They are... very strong. But not... too strong. We just need... some more..."

The figure nodded, and then returned to his original position. Stone bowed and left, soon accompanied by four more additional Sentinels. Hopefully Granite had held them off.

OOC: Wait, isn't my character named stone?

While the group was heading forward, Gyohdon walked for about 10 feet behind them, to give cover from the rear he thought. In fact he was a little scared of getting himself killed fast if he walked up front. As the group paid only a little attention to the art, Gyohdon carefully studied them. He almost understood them. It looked like a story being told. What it meant he didn't know yet, but it must be something about the Stone Box. As the group began following a more complex path, Gyohdon lost track of them. It only took him a matter of minutes to completely be lost and lose the sounds of Jay and the rest. 'Crap..', he muttered to himself.

He was now in a room with only one way out. The room almost looked like a perfect square, with the same length of the walls everywhere. The walls were filled with symbols here. They were in the rest of the temple, but here it was more then ever. The were some rocks that could function as chairs easily. He hestitated to sit. It could be a trap. he grabbed a loose rock, stood next to the 'chair' closest to the exit and put the rock on top of it. He ran to the xit and looked at the room. Nothing happened. No trap, no death. He began walking in the room looking around. The symbols caught his eye again. 'Well, Mr Wall. What do you have to say to me?', he mumbled to himself while trying to decipher the artistic symbols on the wall.

"Hook, line and sinker." Terrag thought as the explorers walked into the room. They didn't notice him because, as he is clay, he could mold into the wall. "Now, we wait."

OOC: how was that for an introduction?

*Sixth Stands up*
Fifth : What are you doing?
Sixth: What can four sentinels do that 3 stronger sentinles cannot do without them?

Fifth: We are here to guard the box, we are fine as long as this room is not breached.

*Sixth, Snorts*

Sixth: The box would be much safer if these "humans" weren't here at all.

Fifth: Do not even say that, it goes against what us sentinels believe in.
Sixth: Of couse I know that, I was formed by the box itself, like the rest of you.

Second: ...HUh? who disturbed me in my slumber?
Sixth : I'm gonna follow accompny the sentinel, you and I both know I'm overly qualified.

*picks up the mace*
Sixth : Garrrrrrrrgahaaghgahahgahgahgahghaghagh.....
*Mace glows bright red"
Fifth: >:l
Sixth: Besides, sitting here, staring at a box all day......that's not what I call......a good afternoon.

*walks out the door*

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Name: Fifth
Age: Infinite
Sex: Female
Height: 10 Feet
Physical Description: Sleak, sexy muscular female, dressed in robes
Backstory: Undefined
Class: Guardian Elite

Quote from .Busted

OOC: Wait, isn't my character named stone?

OOC: Yes? I said Stone.