Alura looked around and found herself in a pyramid like structure as she exited the portal. 'It must be to keep sand from being blown in.' She smirked as she made her way up past the mander that greeted her. She smiled back and replied warmly enough. While never having seen a mander before, she knew of the race from the books she had encountered around the Spiral on them. They were a race of lizards that were too generous for their own good, making themselves slaves to the race of the Kroks by accident.
As she left the small pyramid structure, she looked around the oasis that she was in the middle of. She looked in her bag and pulled out an old bandana that she used to wear as a kid. She lowered her hood and placed the bandana on her head, tying the knot, and then pulling it down and adjusting it so that it was able to be pulled up over her face to protect her from the sands. She then placed her hood back over her face and started off towards the little shops that had placed themselves around the oasis. She found Ashlea was talking to Sgt. Talbot, a canine who was in charge of the excavation. Aurora smirked as she adjusted her gear and checked for her old waterskin. She'd need to figure out where the best water source was in the area, or she'd die of dehydration. She smirked at the site of a well on a nearby floating island in between some of the other shops. 'There we go, perfect.'
Ashlea noticed her blonde friend and waived her over. "Dove, over here!" It was clear that while among their own countrymen, so to speak, that they'd be calling each other by their original names.
"Ah, Stone, there you are." Alura grimaced as she found herself slip so easily into her original accent that was native to Marelybone.
Ashlea rolled her eyes. "Had a good talk with Bones?" They had realized that the detective would show up momentarily after finishing his own conversation with the headmaster. Ashlea had actually convinced Alura to stay behind so that they could talk.
"Yes, I'd say things are settled fine…" She muttered wishing silently that she had been able to actually spend a little more time with the dog and go home for a little bit at least. "So, what's the case here?"
"Sgt. Talbot says that he has men looking for the Krokonomicon and the Order of the Fang."
"Order of the Fang?"
The British sounding dog nodded. "Indeed, said to be the wisest of the Kroks that were actually on the side of justice, allowing the Manders to live in peace. A few Manders were also rumored to be among their ranks. They fought against the Kroks and sealed them away with the help of the Krokonomicon."
"Huh, alright then. What shall we do to help out around here though?" Dove muttered more to herself as she tried to survey the land. Sandstorms and pyramids for miles, as well as a few other structures on the other nearby islands.
"Ah, yes, I'd like you both to check up on my men in the Pyramid of Fire." Sgt. Talbot pointed to the large pyramid that was behind him. "See they seem to have some issues with some of the artifacts and some defenses that have popped up."
"Of course." The two girls chorused once more as they started towards the pyramid.
"What are you betting on being the main problem, Stone?"
"Hypnotized Manders? Serving the Kroks?"
"Huh, interesting… I'm thinking golems. That's an ancient magic, isn't it?"
"Yep,… we're going to find both aren't we, Dove?"
"Without a doubt."
"Shit…"
"We'll probably find that too… mummified of course." Dove grimaced as Stone made gagging noises.
"Lovely."