Vadik took a few steps back, stumbling a bit as his shoes. His outfit wasn't exactly beach wear. He pulled off his jacket, a white button up under it. "There's some old ruins up there that I was looking at... They look extremely old, but no one's really touched it. There would be graffiti all over the place if someone actually found it. That or lots of people." Vadik pushed the hair out of his face, looking up at the crumbling walls. He clicked his tongue "It would of been beautiful in its day, I can tell you that." Without warning he started walking over to where he came down, hoping that maybe they would find something. "If it's a tourist place, that might be closed, maybe there's a pedestal telling us where we are," He looked back at the girl to make sure she was following, flashing her a smile. Still holding onto his jacket, Vadik climbed the crumbling stairs once again.
He explored a bit more, glancing over his shoulder to look at the mysterious girl a couple of times, in hopes that she might actually say something. However she remained quiet, just taking in the view around her. About two hours passed before Vadik gave up on his search, going back to the throne room ruins, sitting down on the steps. For a split second he looked absolutely hopeless, like they would never find out where they were, and how they could get home. He however remained optimistic. "Well it could be worse," He was saying more to himself then the girl, "At least it's not cold, or raining. And the view is extremely nice, like I would of loved to see this place back in its day." Sighing Vadik gave the area one last swoop of the eye, freezing when he noticed something on a rather large solid wall. A secret door, which had been pried open a long time ago. It was almost invisible under the vegetation that had taken over, but it was still visible.
Quickly getting up, Vadik went over to the doorway, pushing aside all the vines. "Hello... Where do you go?" Prying the door open Vadik looked back at the girl. Giving her a small shrug as if saying 'why the hell not?'. The door lead to a dark stair case, which spiraled downwards, into the cliff. Going down about a story, the stares expanded into a dark room. It was almost impossible to see anything, the light from the stairs not helping. It was, however, visible that there were four chests on the opposite wall, statues of people at each chest. Vadik went over to the chest farthest to the right, a tall and elegant man standing behind it. Opening the unsealed chest, he reached inside, recoiling when his hand touched something cold, and leather. Glancing back at the woman, Vadik raised an eyebrow, clicked his tongue, and plunged his hand back into the darkness. When he pulled it back out, he was holding a magnificent sword, a golden and tarnished lions head as the pommel. Vadik dropped the ancient sword as if it was on fire, shock written all over his face. He turned to the woman. "Who are you? What the hell is this place? Why is there some sword laying around like it's meant to be here?" Vadik started to back away, like he was staring eye to eye with a bear.