@SilverLuna Under the sweltering sun of the desert, lay the remains of an old temple. Called the 'Temple of the Ancients' by many, both travelers and locals alike, it consisted of what was once a glorious temple to gods long forgotten to mankind and other races. Its crumbling walls and what was left of the ceiling once boasted magnificent architecture that held many ancient artifacts, various trinkets, and old tomes which detailed some of the past goings-on of the temple life and those who used to dwell there, some of these writings still somewhat legible to the eye. However, most of what could be found here has been since looted and pillaged from many a desert raider or other type willing to brave the treacherous heat and dangerous beasts that prowled the golden sands far and wide. That being said, there might still be some items of interest lying around buried beneath the sands of time, just waiting to be unearthed and put to good use again.
It was here in these remnants of the past, a figure in bright red could be seen, rainbow-colored hair trailing down her back as she bent over something half-buried in the sand. A slight mistiness and dampness surrounded this feminine figure, as though she were not human but something else. For indeed, rainbow spirits were not often seen around anymore, for reasons only known to them. These mysterious, colorful spirits, for those who had come into contact with one, were known for their love of beauty and hopeful attitude, always giving a smile to brighten one's day with more life. Their zest for exploration was also somewhat known as there was no limit to where a person could find one. They came and went at their leisure and were gone just as swift as they came.
Vivid green eyes looked at the warm tablet in her hands, caressing softly its smooth marble surface of whitish-blue. There were writings inscribed on one side, in an old language Violet did not recognize. Most of it was intact quite surprisingly, but she still couldn't tell what secrets it might hold. The tablet was a beautiful work of art to behold, and frankly the rainbow spirit was surprised it was still here. Flipping it over, she saw the back of it was blank, just uninterrupted smooth marble that she touched with her fingers. The artifact was approximately six inches in length and almost that wide at about five inches. Violet would see something of this nature go in the hands of someone willing to preserve its beauty and honor it for the treasure it was, and not simply greedy for coin and riches as most mortals were wont to do. Sometimes archaeologists came here to see what they could dig up and catalog, although Violet sadly had not seen any around lately. It would be a pity for this to end up as part of some thieves' stash of ill-gotten gains, their only interest in such a piece was how much it was worth and not giving a damn about its magnificence beyond what they could sell it for. She would not stop any who tried though. Violet was not a fighter and wished not to involve herself in petty mortal conflicts as that.
Sighing, she bent down to put the tablet back where it was carefully, minding its fragility and straightened back up, continuing to gaze around at everything. The heat didn't bother her because of what she is. Mortal ailments like heat stroke and colds didn't affect the immortals. It could be seen as a blessing for those who didn't have that kind of fortune, but for Violet she wouldn't know otherwise anyway.
Just then, a lone figure on the horizon could be seen faintly. As it came nearer, the form seemed to shift and sway as though it were some kind of mirage, but Violet figured that was just the effects of the heat waves present in the air. Pondering whether or not she should stay or go, she opted for the former and simply waited as the person drew nearer.
