"Don't get ahead of yourself Indy. We've still got to get through this temple." Tava looked around the chamber. "That figure up there." Tava pointed towards a large monument of a burly man grasping a sledgehammer, "That's Zenithar, one of the Divines. God of work, most his stuff isn't worth stealing. Real low brow." Indy studied the bust and the rest of the room.

"And it looks like we have to get through him to move on. See there." Indy pointed to the sealed door under the monument. "Here, look on the floor. There's tracks carved into the stone." Indy observed some more, "And I bet that's what those run on." He pointed to stone statues of an anvil, hammer, and bellows. Tava scratched her finger on her delicate chin.

"I suppose we have to make them line up in a certain order. To solve this puzzle basically."

"Yep, that's usually how these things work." Indy explained as he pulled out his book on Tamrielic religions. While Indy shuffled through the chapters on Zenithar Tava started interacting with the puzzle, pushing the anvil one direction, and the hammer another. Indy muttered notes to himself as he took in the info. Tava realized the anvil was blocking the path of the bellows. She had to rearrange the puzzle pieces, each dependent on the position of the other. As Indy started to flip through more pages, Tava made the three pieces interlock on the floor. Indy looked up from his book to see the monument raise it's sledgehammer into the air and unsealing the door.

"I figured it out. Come on Indiana." Tava called Indy with a wave of her finger. They walked through the door and entered another chamber. No giant monument in this one. Instead vines covered the walls of the ancient room and crept down across the floor, sprouting colorful flowers. In the middle of the room sat a large tree. It was under a beam of natural light, Indy didn't know how light got down this far in the ground, but it was there. He flipped through the book.

"Guessing this is the chamber for Kynareth, the goddess of nature?" He examined the tree and read some lines from the book, then examined the tree some more. He recited a line, "Kynareth smiles on those which accept her fruit." Indy looked high up into the tree, "Up there at the top. Looks like some kind of plum fruit." Tava's green eyes gazed over her black hood up to the tree's peak.

"Okay, so what about it?"

"I think we have to climb up this thing and eat one of those plums to open the next door. Gotta love ancient puzzles." Indy stowed the book away in his satchel, straightened up his hat, and approached the tree. With bull whip in hand, he leaped to the first branch and pulled himself on top of it. He dug his boots into the bark and snapped his whip on a higher branch. The whip carried him across to the other side of the tree where he ran into a large limb with his chest. It knocked the air out of him, but he climbed atop it. He climbed a few smaller limbs like a rock climbing wall until he was in whip's reach of the fruit dangling preciously at the top. He cracked the whip and struck a fruit. It started to fall, Indy reached out and caught it, but lost his balance on the branch. He couldn't catch himself. He bounced down the myriad of limbs like a sack of flour, landing on the lush green vines below. They absorbed little of the shock. Indy pulled himself up with a grunt and examined the fruit. "Can't say I've seen anything like this before. Hopefully it's tasty." As Indy lifted it up to take a bite, Tava snitched it from his hands with a playful smile before he even realized it was gone. His teeth crashed against each other while she took the first bite of the fruit. While she finished chewing she walked towards the next door, tossing the plum over her shoulder for Indy to catch. He fumbled with the fruit in the air before getting a firm grasp on it. He took a chunk out of it and swallowed it down. "Uh, yuck. Taste like a rotten lemon." Indy couldn't help but let his lips pucker in distaste. He joined Tava at the door as the vines surrounding it retreated and it opened up for the next chamber. Indy slowly marched on, still recovering from his fall.

This chamber was dark, only a small torch high on the wall cast a meager shadow across the poorly lit room. "Careful in here. Can't see anything, might be more traps." Indy cautiously inched into the center of the room. As they got towards the center a disembodied voice filled the chamber.

"If you wish go farther you must retrieve my key." the low raspy voice dictated to the duo. Indy and Tava looked around wildly to locate the source of the voice. Something small slid into the light of the small torch casting a shadow, Indy saw it was a ornamental key.

"There. That looks like a key." Indy pointed at it and Tava examined it from her location.

"That symbol on the key's ring. That's a dedication for Arkay." she pointed out the detail.

"The lord of death." Indy learned that from his studies. He started to reach for the key of the dead when the room started to shake. Indy stood up and looked towards the celling. Nothing came crashing down the room started to tilt though. The key slid out of the the light and into the dark corners of the room. The tilt of the room got steeper causing Indy and Tava to go sliding across the room. Tava tried to slow herself by dragging her steel dagger across the cobblestone floor. In the dark, Indy crashed against the stone wall, aggravating his bruises from falling off the tree. He sat up against the wall to catch his breath in the dark corner. Tava came speeding down after him and landed on the battered archaeologist, causing a gasp of pain from Indiana.

"Sorry, can't see." Tava apologized.

"Just, get, off, me." Indy requested through gritted teeth. The thief climbed off. Staying on her hands and knees she started to search the dark corners for the key. Before she could find the key the room started another tilt towards the other side. She could hear the key's metal skidding across the stone to the other wall. The room kept tilting and the two adventurers started a slide to the other side. Indy just shook his head in disbelief at the day he was having. This time he tumbled across the dark stones. Grunting along the way until he hit the other wall. Tava gracefully landed against the wall and restarted her search for the key. Indy dragged himself along the wall in search of the trinket too. Then the chamber again tilted to the other side. The key led the slide with Indy and Tava slipping down behind it. They hit the wall again. "This isn't working." Indy grunted out through his pained ribs. He started to think of a better approach when the room shifted again and sent him across it. He hit against the wall and heard Tava land next to him. "We're in a stone room, with no lighting. The key is metal." Indy yelled out so Tava heard him.

"Yeah." She replied from the darkness.

"Well..." Indy started to say as the room started it's movement again. He finished his statement as he started his slow slide, "If you blast some electricity the metal key will attract it. So we can see it's location in the dark. Oof." Indy hit the wall. Tava shot lightning from her fingertips into the darkness. One bolt arced from the original path to strike the ground early.

"There!" Tava shouted as she hurried to the spot before the room shifted again. One more blast of lightning helped pinpoint the location. The room started to shift and Tava followed the key's slight silhouette and dove for it as they all started their slide again. She grasped the key in her nimble fingers. With the key firmly in the thief's grasp the room leveled itself out. Indy picked himself slowly off the ground. A second torch ignited showing the door leading to the next chamber. Tava found the keyhole and unlocked the door. When she clicked the tumblers over the door, and key, disintegrated into ash.

The next room was better lit. It was a smaller chamber than the last few. Inscribed on the wall above the door leading to the next room was a short sentence. After taking his fedora off to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Indy looked at the writing.

"Huh? I'm surprised a writing in a lost, ancient tomb is in English." he noted. Tava looked at him in doubt,

"What do you mean? That writing up there is in old Yokudanian." Tava pointed to the same inscription Indy was reading. He looked at her with an equally confused look. He looked back at the wall,

"It says, in English, 'What goes around the hut and over the hut, but never touches the hut?' It's a riddle. What are you reading?" Indy asked as he put his hat back on.

"It says exactly that, but in Yokudanian. Weird." Tava scratched her head under her black hood. Indy looked at the symbols surrounding the riddle and tried to match them up to the book.

"Ah, this chamber must be dedicated to Julianos, the god over wisdom and logic. Must have some magic here to make that riddle appear in the reader's native language?" Indy hypothesized.

"Well, any ideal what the answer to this riddle is?" Tava brought him back onto task. Indy muttered the words under his breath and tried to decide the answer.

"Maybe, rain, insects, no. What about the neighbors, or wind?" Indy thought out loud.

"There has to be some clever answer to it. I thought you scholarly types loved word play?" Tava joked.

"I'm not quite as scholarly as you think." Indy cracked his half smile. The two then sat in quiet contemplation, staring intently at the riddle. Indy rubbed his chin in deep thinking.

"Wait, 'goes around and over, but never touches' the sun goes around a house from east to west, least it does where I'm from. And at high noon it is over the house, but it never touches the house cause it's in the sky." Indy felt good about this answer and approached the door and the inscription. "The sun!" Indy stated in a loud manner that echoed in the chamber. The wall started to shake and the door retracted in eight different directions like an intricate puzzle.

"Four down." Tava took tally of the divines they had encountered. Indy turned back to her as they walked through the door,

"You ever hear the one 'how is a raven like a writing desk?" Tava didn't get the hidden joke Indy was laughing at.

This chamber had a grand feel about it. Statues of a righteous man stood guard along the walls. Huge hanging braziers ignited the whole room. "Stendarr? God of justice. Has to be." Indy deduced. They started traversing the tiled stone floor. Some of the tiles started to give away leading to bottomless pits. Indy grabbed Tava by the collar of her cloak before she fell into one of the holes. "Some of these are trap tiles." Indy noticed that some tiles had artwork on them. They depicted pictures of devils, drinking, gambling, and murderers. Others were blank, clean slabs. Indy turned to the book in his satchel and recited the page on Stendarr, "Those that worship the god of mercy must live a clean life dedicated to the path of justice and righteousness. They shall not drink, steal, murderer innocence, or worship the Daedra." He looked over to Tava, "Stay on the blank slabs. I think that will keep us from falling." They started walking, carefully watching which tiles they stepped on. "Hey, look at this. They gave you a tile." Indy casually pointed to a tile engraved with the picture of a thief. Tava shoved Indy, almost pushing him on to a trap tile.

"That's cute." Tava was unamused. They finally reached the door on the other side of the trapped floor. Cautiously approaching the door, Indy saw that the door had a knob right on it. He grabbed the handle slowly expecting something to spring at him. With a simple turn of the knob the door sank into the ground. "Well that was anti-climatic." Tava sound disappointed.

"I can live with anti-climatic." Indy said, his body still sore.

This chamber had subtle moody lighting. It was a cramp room, the walls were decorated with stone roses. Tava took note of the floor that glowed under them.

"See this seal on the floor." Tava outlined the large, lighted symbol with a sweep of her hand, "this is the mark of Mara. Goddess of love." Indy looked towards the next door,

"And that same symbol's above the door." Tava examined the whole room, which amounted to very little.

"I don't see any puzzles or instructions. How do we get this next door open?" Indy's eyes showed a look of determination as he thought what could be the trick to open this door. He turned towards Tava with the look still in his eyes and started a brisk pace towards here. He grabbed the thief by her shoulders and tipped her down. As her hood slipped down off her head her eyes opened wide in worried shock. Then Indy landed a kiss on the thief. Once the shock wore off she returned the favor. He pulled her back up and mumbled a laugh. She promptly slapped him hard across the face, now he had matching bruises. "I may be a thief, but after all this time we've been trekking I expected you'd..." Indy, rubbing his cheek with one hand, raised a finger in silence and motioned to the floor seal. It started to glow brighter until the light cracked out from it and connected to the seal above the door. The light faded away and the door lifted open, "Oh, I see. How did you know that was what would open the door?" Tava asked. Indy moved his hand to rub the back of his neck.

"Shot in the dark." Tava turned away from Indy sharply and strutted snootily off into the next room. Indy followed behind, "Only two left. So this has to be Dibella?"

"You mean three; Dibella, Talos, and finally Akatosh?" Tava corrected. Indy concurred,

"This temple was built centuries before Talos was considered a god. We only have the original eight."

"Fine, so now we have Dibella. The goddess of beauty, one of my favorites, most her temples are ripe with loot." Tava walked into the room, "So, this should be easy. I just stand somewhere she can see me and the door opens." Tava gloated about her slender looks.

"I don't think it works that way doll." Indy smugged at her bold remark. Indy checked the chamber for hints. It was a Romanesque design, grand white columns with scantily clad women carved into them and grand mosaics of tile chips decorated the walls with depictions of beauty and artistry. An altar stood large in the center of the room. It was littered with little glass bottles filled with liquids of different colors and viscosity. On the stone altar's top was inscribed instructions, unfortunately they were in old Tamrielic.

"Great." Indy scratched his head under his hat and grabbed another book from this satchel, "Give me a few to decode this old language." Indy laid the book next to the markings and began to scribble out the words. As he did, Tava tapped one of the glass bottles and swished another one around by it's bottleneck. "I don't know if I would touch any of those." Indy cautioned as he kept writing. Tava sat the bottles down. Indy picked up the book he had scribbled the English translation in. "A mixture of two of these vials will grant you passage through Dibella's temple. The others spell death.' You learn any alchemy over your career of thieving?" Indy turned to Tava, he had no ideal how to guess which potions to mix. Tava popped a cork off a small vial and took a whiff of the contents. Her nose curled up at the smell.

"Well, this is boiled down Falmer ear. Hard to forget that scent." Indy took it from her and had a courtesy sniff.

"Okay, it smells terrible, but is this what we need?" Indy asked as he tried to forget the smell. Tava dug deep into her mind, pulling out all the old boxes she mentally collected over her life.

"No, I don't think we want that one." She picked up two other vials and observed, "Dibella is the goddess of beauty right, everything frilly and pleasing. So, I bet if we go through these vials we'll find only two that smell pretty, the others will smell like that one." She motioned to the one in Indy's hand.

"So we have to smell through all these?" Indy asked begrudgingly. Tava handed him a couple vials and started to work on her own. Indy took a whiff of one and dry heaved from the pungent smell. After catching his breath he smelled another one, it was even worse. Tava sniffed hers and bit her lip as her eyes watered from the ugly smells,

"Ugh, vampire dust." she smelt another, "moldy troll fat". She began tossing the nasty vials over her shoulder, crashing them against the floor. Indy took note of one that was especially rank.

"Woo. Try this one Tava." He stuck it up to her nose forcefully. Tava started hacking up a lung and dropped to her knees in pain.

"You ass." she coughed some more, her eyes watered shut, "That is some rotten slaughterfish." Indy put down the vile vial and helped Tava up from the ground. She grabbed the vial of troll fat and splashed it on Indy's face. He stumbled back overcome by the moldy smell. "Don't try that again." Tava grabbed another vial and prepared for another rank smell. Her nose was invited by the smell of sweet honey and flowers. "Hmm, beeswax. We found one vial then." Tava stuck the sweet vial in her cloak. Indy couldn't wipe the smell off of his face. He picked up another vial and gave it a sniff. It was another bad smell, but not quite as ripe as the smell still stuck on his nose. He picked up another. This one had a smell that reminded him of freshly picked strawberries.

"I think we found the other one here." Indy handed the second vial to Tava, who sniffed it.

"Yep, the juice of snowberries." she took that vial and the one from her cloak and mixed the two together, "Okay this should get our door open." Tava looked at the newly mixed potion, "Well. Bottom's up." Tava tipped the vial back and drank half of the sweet elixir. She smacked her lips gently together, "Smells better than it tastes." She handed the rest of the vial to Indiana. With a shrug he shot back the last of the drink. He rather enjoyed the taste. They both looked as the door opened, leading to the final chamber, the room of Akatosh.