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Exiting the temple, the group is momentarily blinded by the sunlight.  As their eyes adjust, they do not see Viti-Mortos - but are instead greeted by the sight of a man rushing up to them.

 

"Bloody hell!  Are ya ghosts er somethin?  Watcher been doin in tha temple?!?!?!"

 

The man speaks in a painfully heavy australian accent, making it almost impossible to understand him.

Jakob shrugs.  "We'll keep it save.  I don't think he knows about the beacon, anyways.  That temple has probably been sealed since this place was created."

 

With that, he climbs into the cavaran.

 

"Cumon, folks!  Wouldn't wanna leave ya around with tha monster in the lake!  Lats go!"

 

OOC: Gtg.  I'm not going to be here for the majority of tomorrow, so...yeah.

(Back in Hell at last!)

 

The Australian man drives the caravan into another pass.  This one is far brighter and larger than the last one, however.

 

"Now, mah names Jenkins.  Jenkins Leroy.  I've been comin round that there temple fer years. It's peaceful n all that jazz.  Anyways, I've kept away from dat there lake.  Said to be cursed or sumthin.  Anyways, I'll just take ye to the town an' I'll be on mah way.  I'm a nomatic kinda guy."

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