After the hour of allotted time Alm gathered everyone back up and continued on their way. The day was extremely hot slowing the groups pace as Alm made everyone break regularly to drink water and get some shade if possible. But luckily by the end of the day what would turn to be the Ruins they were looking for rested on the horizon. Alm shortened the lookout shifts taking the final shift for himself that night and woke everyone well before dawn to make the final bit of the trek while it was still cool.

-=[url=https://img.fireden.net/tg/image/1468/22/1468220024278.png]The Tomb[/url]=-

On the Dawn of the groups fifth day in the desert the Irregulars stood at the front of a ruined temple. "[color=00aeef][b]Looks like we made it.[/b][/color]" Alm commented before starting to make his way for the entrance. But even at this point things did not look good. There was no sign of a lookout that would of been posted by the caravan guards or any sign of a caravan at all for that matter. Alm instructed everyone to be on guard and holler if they noticed anything out of the ordinary. As they approached Alm's stance changed. "[color=00aeef][b]Weapons up people there was a fight recently.[/b][/color]" Alm said readying his own weapon and taking a cautious advance. It wouldn't be until the group got within 20 feet of the entrance that the rest of the group would get what put Alm on edge as a heavy scent of iron filled the air. Once reaching the opening Alm told everyone to take up positions and wait or his order before heading into the Ruins first disappearing into the blackness just beyond the door. In a few moments that felt like minutes things were silent before Alm gave the all clear for the irregulars to enter.

Walking from the sun into the darkness was a bit blinding at first as everyone's eyes had to adjust to the dimly lit main hall of the tomb. This was coupled with a wall of stench that comes from corpses left to rot. As their eyes adjusted the sight would unfold before them. Sir Frances' caravan had indeed been here and used this entryway as their camp. But now they were no more, bodies lie ripped to shreds some pinned to walls with spears and arrows and may others lie dismembered with severed limbs. It was not a pretty sight but one Alm had seen a few times in his years. But strangely enough there was no bodies of whatever attacked the group either this was a one sided fight or someone/something removed their own corpses. After everyone had entered and it was evident that they weren't going to be attacked Alm gave out his orders. "[color=00aeef][b]Kaeciel, you and Selova do some scouting. Don't wander off to far and keep you guard up. Iroryn and I will take up watch, and everyone else search this mess for any clues on to what is going on here.[/b][/color]" After giving out the tasks Alm quickly dug into his pockets to find a green scarf that he used to cover his nose, anything to dull the smell, before moving to a good spot he could use to pose as lookout.