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Introduction to Archaeology
A sign on the classroom door reads "Class in the Danger Shop today."
Upon entering the Danger Shop, there's sand all around and a bright blue sky. To their right is a series of groundworkings and trenches, not unlike those they would have seen in the Death in Sakkara adventure. To their left, what looked to be a temple
"Welcome to Egypt," Daniel smiled at the students. He's not in his usual suit; rather an old and fadedand snug pair of jeans and a t-shirt that looks like it's seen better days. And who could miss the bandana around his head? "Today, we're going to be doing some digging. And if you like, you can also take some time to explore the temple.
"Now, even though this isn't real, I'd like for you to pretend that it is. The things that you will hopefully be finding would be thousands of years old in the real world, and very delicate.
Also, in lieu of a final project, I'd like for you to write up an excavation report, detailing what you did and what you found."
[[ooc: There might be mummies. There might be other creepy desert things. After all, Daniel's not an expert with this technology! However, I might be forced to be social this evening. Woes. If I'm not around, mod the bizzareness to your wishes]]
Upon entering the Danger Shop, there's sand all around and a bright blue sky. To their right is a series of groundworkings and trenches, not unlike those they would have seen in the Death in Sakkara adventure. To their left, what looked to be a temple
"Welcome to Egypt," Daniel smiled at the students. He's not in his usual suit; rather an old and faded
"Now, even though this isn't real, I'd like for you to pretend that it is. The things that you will hopefully be finding would be thousands of years old in the real world, and very delicate.
Also, in lieu of a final project, I'd like for you to write up an excavation report, detailing what you did and what you found."
[[ooc: There might be mummies. There might be other creepy desert things. After all, Daniel's not an expert with this technology! However, I might be forced to be social this evening. Woes. If I'm not around, mod the bizzareness to your wishes]]