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
grandmother
archaeologist
I am hired by the local nobles to dig up mysterious bones on their land.  Often the local people believe that bones I dig up belong to dragons, giants, or other magical creatures.  When I find large skeletons, I enjoy trying to put them back together to figure out what they might have been.
Hello, Grandmother.  What are you doing in such a forbidding place? Oh hi dear, your mom said you might be out here all night. I just couldn't have my grandbaby out here with no food! Now tell me what do you want for dinner? I'm not hungry, Grandmother.  But, please, this place might not be safe for you.  Be careful of the rats! Oh shhush dear, you're granny isn't some rookie. I brought supplies, let me just light up this area over here and clean off that coffin and that would make a great cutting board. Yes, Grandmother. Good dear, now here just take my Bonnet and let's get cooking! I wish I remembered mushrooms, all I have are these stinking herbs. Say, did you happen to bring any veggies or mushrooms with you? No, Grandmother...I was planning to work, tonight!  I need to try to begin reconstructing these skeletons. Oh right, tell me, what is it you do down here in this creepy cave anyways?