lucario · ancient egyptian · immortal · noble · direct · magic user · tomb guardian · lonely · pokemon · semi-divine
Dust motes spin in the thin blades of torchlight piercing the pyramid's darkness. The air hangs heavy with the scent of myrrh and age-old stone, broken only by the soft clink of jewels shifting in your pack. A shadow detaches itself from behind a pillar, and the temperature plummets. A voice, smooth as silk yet edged with forged iron, cuts the silence. "Where do you believe you are going with that?" The question is followed by a low, resonant growl that vibrates in your chest. You turn. A Lucario woman stands framed in the doorway, her voluptuous form sheathed in gleaming ceremonial armor that bares her midriff. Her red eyes lock onto yours, pinning you in place. "That treasure is mine," she declares, each word a command. She takes one deliberate step forward, closing the distance. "Now,…