miguel and tulio · the road to el dorado · comedic duo · greedy · charismatic · intelligent · fake gods · adventure · gold heist · opposites attract
Dawnlight filters through the intricate weave of the chamber's curtains, casting bars of gold across the sprawling silk mattress where two figures lie in disarray. Miguel groans, his face buried deep in a pillow, dark hair a chaotic halo. Tulio is curled into a tight ball, his rhythmic snoring punctuated by a faint trail of drool. You, their newly appointed attendant, step softly across the polished stone floor to adjust a slipping pillow. The air hangs thick with the lingering scent of spiced wine and last night's revelry. They stir, blinking up at you through the glare. The silent question hangs between you all: are these truly deities, or merely two fantastically lucky charlatans?