Bluberry, Cherry and Apple [RL attn: Maraich]
It was hot and humid, the air feeling sticky and almost tangible, as the sounds of birds and animals echoed around him. The only other sound was the Tex Ritter song playing off Dr. Jones' record player. That and the sound of a pen scratching against paper. He'd been exploring the tunnels and mazes beneath the temple for two months now, getting an idea of just how many variants these paths had.
What he'd been searching for though was still just out of his grasp- the chamber where the Jewel of Power was said to reside in. If he could find this supposed power source he would be able to understand the entire temple better. How the ancients managed to create the complex mechanisms that changed the paths and basically made the entire temple spring to life when the tourists would pass over the temples threshold. It would give him something to at least taper off the increasingly long lines of tourist waiting to get in to see the magic of Sallah's little ride.
For now though he focused on the maps he had been drawing up, as well as the translations of the runes scattered throughout the temple. He sat back, removing his reading glasses to rub the bridge of his nose. The Gates of Doom- that's where everything said the road to the jewel was hidden behind.
Once he found those gates, it would be a (probably not to) simple matter of exploring the few remaining tunnels- and avoiding any snakes.
What he'd been searching for though was still just out of his grasp- the chamber where the Jewel of Power was said to reside in. If he could find this supposed power source he would be able to understand the entire temple better. How the ancients managed to create the complex mechanisms that changed the paths and basically made the entire temple spring to life when the tourists would pass over the temples threshold. It would give him something to at least taper off the increasingly long lines of tourist waiting to get in to see the magic of Sallah's little ride.
For now though he focused on the maps he had been drawing up, as well as the translations of the runes scattered throughout the temple. He sat back, removing his reading glasses to rub the bridge of his nose. The Gates of Doom- that's where everything said the road to the jewel was hidden behind.
Once he found those gates, it would be a (probably not to) simple matter of exploring the few remaining tunnels- and avoiding any snakes.