Zi'da 67 716, Midday
Location: Continuation From Here
Tresah had been rather anxious around Alistair in their expenditure towards the cave, but now that they had arrived he seemed rather better now. Calmer and definitely composed after what he'd been told, since Alistair had given him plenty of hard time along the way. Regardless of the fact their journey being somewhat perilous, Patrick felt eager if not thrilled to discover what awaited inside. Hopefully they would just enter to find a grotto tucked within, scope out some interesting valuables, and then leave with the booty in their pockets before the day ended.
Naturally however Patrick's gut told him otherwise; and that it was likely a big fricken cave. With the entrance before them and Tres rooted into his notes, Patrick chuckled as Alistair took the lead and curiously followed the man inside. At first the terrain of the cave proved rugged but almost in a smooth manner, as what light provided from the outside showed much of the rock was smooth. Well smoother than most caves tended to be, almost as if the surfaces were actually made that way. "Trust me whatever we find might be worth it!" He mused as they walked deeper within, until they reached the end where a large carved door seemed to remain.
Elaborate designs which resembled runes and other unique patterns were carved on the door, as a small diamond shaped hole remained position within the middle. "Ah! We've found it alright!" Tres called out as he displayed sudden energy in his step.
"Treasure?! Beyond this door?!" Patrick eagerly inquired as he approached it and stood next to Tres, his hand placed on the surface as he looked up along the design. It definitely resembled that of an archway, with carved pillars on each side of the door. He began to wonder just who once crafted such an elaborate doorway, and then noticed Tres had pulled something out of his pocket. It was a... diamond shaped signet of a sort that matched the same quality of stone, with the same unique designs etched into it as well.
"Not just treasure my friend," Tres responded as he inserted the signet into the hole, "but an ancient sight thought lost to the ages!" When the key fully rested within the whole wall suddenly vibrated, Patrick felt the cool moist rock under his hand hum while the door started to light up. The runes and patterns all glowed a vacant blue hue; as the stone door cracked loudly, and then slowly opened outwards with a sluggish grind of stone against stone. Other the other side was a descent of carved stairs, which only led into pitch black due to the lack of light.
"An ancient site huh? There best be somethin' valuable fer us t' bring back." Patrick muttered with arms crossed briefly, as he felt cool moist air permeate their presence. Tres then pulled out a lantern from his pack along with a tinderbox, and thankfully after a few tries managed to illuminate the cavern before they began their descent. As they walked down the stairs Patrick noticed something, a object that looked rather useful in this sort of situation. "Hey, wait a trill! Lemme see that tinderbox." He insisted as he held a hand out to Tres, shortly afterwards Patrick managed to ignite a torch for him to carry.
"Thanks mate!" He added as he tossed the box back to Tres, who practically failed to catch it at the time. Their descent brought them into an elaborate hall with carvings upon the wall, much of it looked a little worn, but overall the depictions looked to be from an ancient time. "Wow," Patrick remarked as he held the torch at an angle, "So people actually lived here?"
"Sort of." Tres answered as they reached the end to find yet another stone door, this one looked large and round however. That and there were once again carvings and runic markings, all which tied to something within the middle. Some sort of metallic panel that had three different rings, with three types of animals embroidered upon them. A wolf, a bear, and then an owl. "This was a cloister from the looks of things, where their pilgrims came to prove their faith."
"Prove their faith?" Patrick reiterated curiously.
"It's complicated," Tres sighed as he inspected the panel closely, "there was this tribe that worshiped spirits within the Emea. Even had a very special relationship with them, sights like this were places typically sanctuaries; where the faithful came to commune with these spirits."
"And now?"
"Well now they're... dead. So we're having to look for the pattern that opens this door." Tres explained as he looked back along the hallway. "Look and see if you can pick out anything from the walls, they're no doubt likely stories that the tribes were associated with. May even have the answer we need to open this door." Upon doing so Patrick approached whatever wall Alistair didn't choose, and slowly began to inspect the depiction to see if he could make anything specific out.