Despite your growing fatigue, you continue to make your way through the temple in hopes of that treasure. Sure enough, your wishes are granted. You make your way into a large circular room, and in the center of that room- rests a pedastal. On that pedastal, what looks like a hand rises from the center- gripping a bronze sphere. Perhaps some magical artifact, or some sort of lost technology.
You approached the sphere and began to reach for it, when you heard a voice from somewhere else near by. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." It was a females voice. The sound echoing off the wall tells you to walk into the room just beyond this one. Just around the corner you would see a rather large women leaning against a wall. just around the corner you would see a rather large women leaning against a wall. She wasn't just big either, she was about two feet taller than you, and she was built with a firm foundation- as well as being.. pink?
"Who are you? And what are you doing in a place like this" You ask the large yet oddly colored Vixen. "I am the guardian of this temple. I am here to make sure no one does anything that they might regret." She responded. You couldn't help but wonder how long she had been here. There didn't seem to be any light sources within the temple, and it was still a bit of a maze. She would have to leave this place once in awhile to gather food- wouldn't she? Were their other Temple guardians?
"How does someone manage to get a job title like that?" You ask. "You guard a temple." She responds rather quickly, and after an awkward enough pause she speaks again. "-It's not a job that pays out. I do it because it is what the spirits of my ancesors requested that I see to. I wouldn't want to disrespect them" You arch an eyebrow, letting the words, "Talking to ghosts now are we?" escape from you.
She steps forward and retrieves her glaive which you had not noticed beside her prior to this moment. "That's exactly what I did. Now that, that is out of the way- you must leave this place. gather your belongings and leave." She haunches over a bit to meet you at eye level. And speaks again "Or you can fight me, and if you win- you're free to loot and pillage as much as you want."
The way she had said that, it seemed like she wanted you to try and fight her. Perhaps she had grown bored here, but it's very clear who the victor would be if you took her up on that. A decision had to be made.
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