Egypt. One of the most interesting places for any kind of investigator. The wonders you may find here can be quite surprising, but you always have to be on your guard. You never know who you'll meet or what you'll find in the deserts. Even the most beautiful of places can hold dark secrets. The pyramids each have their own backstory and mysteries. Or take the crowded marketplaces. As you wind through the streets you can smell the scent of spices hanging in the air. Fresh fruit, the loveliest of fabrics and so much more can be found here.
The beautiful tunes of a lute would make any foreigner and traveler sway along to its melody.
The mystical waters of the nile can be cleansing and refreshing or they can be fierce and feisty like the ocean waves.
The simplest of ancient artefact can carry a magic so strong, that it's basically overwhelming for mankind. This kind of magic, if used well, can be a powerful source, but it can also lead you to a path filled with greed and hatred.
In this mystical land, filled with magic and sand, you can find your own destiny or maybe even create a new one, for nothing is set in stone.
Get engulfed in the sand dive into the depths. Follow three friends on their timeless journey which may change their life forever. However, let us look back and show you where it all began.
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15th of February 2021, Cairo, Egypt - Magical Excavation Campsite
Noah Carter was pacing back and forth, while writing down some quick things about the artefacts he had found during his excavation. He had been in Egypt for a couple of days already and kept himself occupied with investigating some things that had been found. He furrowed his brow as he quickly swept some of the sweat from his forehead and a deep sigh escaped his mouth. It was a very sunny day at the campsite where he stayed and the heat could sometimes be a little unbearable, but Noah had been to Egypt before, so it wasn't exactly anything new for him. And even with this heat, he was still dressed quite the part. He was wearing a white blouse with short sleeves, a bow tie and some light brown dress pants with his regular brown boots underneath. Of course his jewellery couldn't be missed either. The rings and necklaces he was wearing were glistening in the sunlight and the ringing sound could clearly be heard with each step he took.
"And.. I think that's.. About it!" he muttered, while writing down some final translations, symbols and inscriptions.
He closed his red notebook, before looking at the time on his pocket watch. It was time to take a break for now. He had been busy with investigating the artefact for almost three hours straight now and he knew that he needed to catch some rest, before continuing on his research. He turned to one of the translators that came along on the journey and quickly raised his hand, while greeting him in his native language.
"Marhaba, Assem! I will be inside my tent to rest up for a little while. If I am needed, call for me, alright?" the investigator stated, before receiving a quick nod from the translator.
"Have a good rest, Mister Carter." he said with a thick Arabic accent and a friendly smile on his face, before being on his way again.
Noah quickly made his way into the tent and placed his notebook on the little wooden table that was standing in the middle. He took off his jacket that protected him from the heat and put it over the chair, before throwing his hat onto the bed and ruffling his hair a little bit. He pulled out a brown journal from under his pillow, before opening it. He wanted to write down what he had found this day, but before he could get started on it he heard some commotion coming from outside. People were shouting in Arabic, but the only thing he could properly understand was someone shouting his last name 'Carter'. He quickly realised that resting would have to wait for a little bit and he quickly put his hat back on, before going outside. Three men, including Assem the translator, were bickering in the middle of the campsite. The other two looked like quite the poor people. Dusty and torn clothes, blackened teeth, dirt on their hands and feet, hair all messy. Not exactly the typical visitors at an excavation campsite. Noah fixed his yellow tie a little bit, before clearing his throat.
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Stuck In Time
Fanfiction"Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it, you can never get it back." How one single letter from an investigator could lead to a brand new adventure. Who wo...
