Lost & Found

The beast had thought he spotted something peculiar during one of his patrols, and it turned out, as he finally cleared a small string of peaks at the base of Mount Volkan, he was correct. The stone formations were something of a curiosity to his singular eye. Intricate, carefully designed, and massive--or it had been, back in its day. Gaze traced edges of rubble as he paused to give it his full attention, lip twitching thoughtfully and revealing the tip of a weathered canine in the process. What was this place? Had it been an arena of sorts? A tribute to someone once great?

He scoffed and continued forth through the ruins, dipping his head to brush his nose over a carved stone that passed him by. Tattered ears swiveled about atop a roughened skull, alert in case of any company who decided to join him, but for now he remained at least halfway relaxed, content with these few moments of stillness while he had them.

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