Bones and coffins are as far as the eye can see. Rats scurry too and fro as they nibble on the desiccated remains. The coffins that are still intact are all open from grave robbers that visited long ago. A smell of mothballs pervades the air.
inside temple crypt, Inside Temple
archaeologist
bandit
I can't wait to rob the king. I am eager and impatient. I love spending my days in the forest, waiting.
The King has so much gold!  He won't miss it if I take just a little from his ancestors. Foul bandit! Don't touch that gold! Or else I shall bury you in this crypt and make you history. Attack me and I shall destroy the remains of Saint Cornelius the Lesser which I hold in my hand! No not the remains of Saint Cornelius the Lesser! I have spent my entire career digging up bones just to have the chance to find him! Then let me take the gold the King's ancestors stole from the people, and I shall leave you to the bones of your saint! Look, I have an obligation to protect the King's gold. But maybe we can strike a deal? How about this ceremonial hat? It is much more valuable that this gold. Hmmmm . . . how about I only take enough gold to fill the hat?  The King will never miss it, and I will be quickly on my way. Ha! You were distracted pondering such a tempting offer! Now you are without light and the rats here shall make quick work of you. Aha, but now I have Saint Cornelius the Lesser's Hat! You may have the hat at this moment, but I'll just come back in a few weeks and pluck it off your corpse. Well, I am taking his bones with me then - I will feed them to the pigs! You leave me no choice then. Through my studies of ancient magical creatures, I know that this chain is enchanted. If it touches you then you will instantly turn into a moth.