Literature
Chel Fart Story (Road to El Dorado)
"Someone was here, I'm sure of it!"
Twin female guards stalked with care and paranoia, their spears poised and ready to strike. They had just witnessed a familiar thief run past them through the holy temple. Unbeknownst to them, Chel was carefully positioned among the ceiling pillars. She was in a tight, awkward spot, holding onto ceiling columns. She held a precious pot gilded with various golden animals. Her position was precarious to say the absolute least.
"Well, whoever was here isn't around now!"
"How do you know? We can't be sure until we've done a through search." The other guard groaned, all she wanted to do was go home and relax.
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