User blog comment:Prof. Draco/RP/ Cursed be he.../@comment-1674153-20130527043413

In spite of the agents' various amounts of skeptism, once the Portugese guards saw them at the crypt, they rushed them inside, not bothering to look at the badges the agent's still attempted to show them.

The agents found themselves alone in exactly the room they needed to be - the tomb of Pedro and Ines, former King and Queen of Portugal. It was gently lit by the sunlight that came in, with the faces of the carved royals so perfectly carved that they truly looked to only be sleeping - but as their faces showed a slight worry, as if knowingly separated from another, so too did the agents look at each other, trepedation at this sudden, unexpected turn of events.

Their nerves were not soothed at all when a large scream of anger alerted them to the presence of another in the room. Loping from behind Ines' tomb came a man dressed in black, his blood vessels popping from his skin, his eyes gone wild. His twisted ankle prevented him from standing tall, but the sheer anger that radiated from the man could be felt across the room. He screamed again at the group, and started to quickly hobble towards them, pointing a gun at them. Curiously enough, on his head was what looked to be...a crown?