TOMB RAIDERS [CLOSED; STAFF-LED QUEST]

Layla had received word of the extermination request while she was on leave from The Defiant. She found herself lucky to come across the notice since when she was normally on leave, there was very little to do but explore. It was difficult for her to entertain herself, and while there were various jobs similar to this she could do, none of them seemed worth her time. The only reason she thought this one to be particularly interesting was because she had spent little time in Faron Woods. It was about time she got a little familiar with what other creatures called it home.

Unlike her predecessor, she emerged from the forest soundlessly. It seemed she arrived on time, not that she had been concerned about it. She was just comforted to know she wasn't the last to arrive. Layla strode over to the two who would be her companions as soon as Angel began to speak again. The girl seemed pretty chipper, almost to the point of annoyance, but it was hardly something Layla wouldn't manage to tolerate. She preferred it this way. Working with a bunch of stone-faced warriors became unpleasant since she became a pirate. Loud and boisterous activity was what she had become more comfortable with.

"I'm Layla." She began, following Angel's example, also providing a small wave in greeting. Rather than going on to elaborate where she was from (it was pretty obvious, and it wasn't like she was going to contradict their assumptions by saying she was a pirate) she remained silent. There was only one question she wanted to ask, but it was silly to ask when it would be answered later on when the rest of their merry party arrived.

Turning in response to Angel’s arrival initially, the scientist turned around to acknowledge her, whilst also spotting both Layla and Brennan making their way towards the entrance to the stairwell. Their timing was perfect, it would prevent him from having to repeat himself too much with issuing instructions and briefing as to what to expect. Nodding at each of them in response to their greeting, he quickly went about introducing himself to get the pleasantries out of the way.

Nice to meet all of you, my name is Jacques.”

Throughout his career working in the fields of both science and archaeology, Jacques had learned never to judge a book by its cover, appropriate considering the line-up before him. Angel, the fairy, was animated to say the least and was someone that he had certainly not expected to reply to his plea for help; although the scientist suspected that she had a few tricks up her sleeve. The Gerudo, Layla, was a most welcome sight to Jacque’s eyes; her combat skills would most likely be put to frequent use once they descended down into the darkness, hopefully her instincts would give them more of an edge in absence of clear vision. The boy, Brennan, was the one who was the most intriguing out of the three. His mannerism would be out of place among any normal group of mercenaries, but with the current makeup of the group, he seemed to fit in fairly well. He would surely have his uses against the opponents they would come up against.

With only a couple of seconds having passed from him introducing himself, Jacques would then brief the group.

”Your presence is certainly appreciated with helping in this task, and you shall be rewarded justly for your assistance. I do remind you however, as stated in our reports, that there is no knowledge of what exactly we will come up against when we go down those stairs; we know nothing of the creatures hiding or how to defeat them. This isn’t going to be easy.”

Despite the gratitude in the tone of his voice, there was a very clear hint of seriousness about the job ahead. Jacques himself had no idea how this mission would go; he was putting all of his trust in the hands of this group, hoping that they would be sufficient for the task. Turning around and walking to the steps, he then concluded his speech by giving them an opportunity to back out as he began releasing the final charm.

”Once this is released and we are inside, I will seal the exit behind us, preventing us from escaping. Nothing will get out until I release this. It will let people enter though, which I’m leaving to allow our last member to follow after us should she not be here when I’m done with this. So… this is your last chance to turn and walk away before I lock you in. I ask that you make sure you are definitely prepared to go ahead with this mission.”