For Glory and for Spite!

[Feena]

Unfortunately for the brave young [member="Vassara Raxis"], red did not always mean dead. Sometimes blue was the color your skin turns when you suffocate. Or something. I was going somewhere with this.
Either way, they forgot the most important rule here. Left leads to treasure. A loud rumbling could be heard from above just before a giant rounded boulder fell and started rolling towards our poor unfortunate hero.

[member="Zalgo Baal"], It was dark. Very dark. Nothing of note yet, except for even more creepy drawings on the walls. Like, super graphic executions scenes. I would be feeling really super uncomfortable here.


The floor opened up, dumping [member="Alec Rekali"] down deeper into the crusty depths of the temple. Would probably hurt when she landed too, especially because she landed on a big ol' pile of gold. Congrats. You found some treasure.

 

[Amun]

The young Epicanthix continued walking down the corridor. More ancient, yet creepy paintings on the wall greeted him. Paintings of execution. That probably meant a sign for the amateur alchemist. Through the dark he began to touch the walls and pushed them to see if there was a shortcut or something that could aid him in this treasure hunt while walking forward. A light would be appreciated at this very moment, for the dark slowly began to consume him with every step he took.

[member="Feena Mason"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Feena Mason"]

Well, feth.

First priority was checking the surroundings - and the gold. She went about it by prodding things with her glowstick and seeing if they bit her. Should she find things safeish, she would proceed to fill her pack and pockets with gold.