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[paradisamods]

After packing up camp and heading up, they reach their destination only an hour north.

The tomb is just a little off the road, a massive door with intricate carvings around the frame in an unknown script. The characters in the script are made up entirely by straight lines. Given that straight lines lend themselves well to carving, it may indicate that whoever created this script was used to carving in stone. The door looks like it will open, as the hinges are intact, but it's ridiculously heavy and will need a lot of people to pull on those big carved handles.

Heave ho?

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[hulloeverything.livejournal.com]

Oh? [He arches an eyebrow, waiting for Hellboy to elaborate]

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

[Oh, ha ... he'd meant that as an offhanded comment, but, well, it couldn't be helped. Some people were more curious than others.]

Let's just say that if I weren't around to guard something, it might fall into the wrong hands. And then the world would probably end.

[hulloeverything.livejournal.com]

Aaah. Another end of the world situation. I hardly go a week without having to save a city or a planet or some such.

I certainly wish you continued luck when you return.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's kind of a pain.

[He nods, anyway.] Sure. In the meantime though, let's focus on keeping horrible disasters from happening here too, yeah?

[hulloeverything.livejournal.com]

[He smiles, nodding knowingly.]

Of course. [He pats the altar he's still leaning against.] It's clean, of course. No ancient booby traps. Though I'll be certain to keep my eye out for them.

[He winks]

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

Ha. Alright, if you say so.