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"Would this be the key you refer to?" Alenee asks from behind the group, holding up the key she took off the body. Suprisingly, nobody had noticed her arrival. "I agree, no point in wasting any more time. As for the treasure, I, like Damian, have a use for artifacts. Gold and treasure, I do not care about." As she finishes speaking, she walks over to the doors and inserts the key. She, with some effort, turns the key, and grinding noises are heard from deep in the ground. The doors slowly swing open, revealing a corridor of obviously dwemer architecture.
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As Damian walks off, Alenee calls after him. "Wait, I'll go with you. I imagine a mage would be a useful companion for someone as lacking in magic skills as myself." As steps around the dead bodies, her look is that of one all too familiar with death. An expression even more disturbing on someone so young in appearance. She walks quickly to join Damian, pike held equally ready for attack or defense. As she walks deeper into the ruins, the grinding sounds of ancient machines echo through the halls.
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