Our Daughter
[What do you think the surprise is?]
"What?" I asked out loud as I descended the carved rough and aged stone steps.
This place was old, or it was made to look that way; it was hard to tell. The way that everything looked damaged and worn ideally to still look good gave me dungeon vibes.
I had to trust I wasn't being led into a trap, and that was all there was to it. I had come into the belly of the beast.
'That is a good way to put it, but not quite its stomach, more like its upper shell section,' Drania added as I reached the bottom of the stairs.
It was another tunnel, but there were two tombs with stone figures lying on them. There were torches on the walls, but they gave off no smoke or heat when I came close to one.
"What is this place? And who is inside of those?" I asked as I slowly approached the white stone rectangular tombs.
[They are us, and now, with your permission, we would like to join you in this world as you patron gods]