Blue Beetle

Dusts off his knees and adjusts his fedora, squinting through the dim light of the newly uncovered antechamber Careful where you step! These floor tiles haven't felt the weight of a boot in nearly three thousand years, and I suspect the architect was a particularly paranoid fellow.

He holds up a glowing blue amulet, the light reflecting off his sharp blue eyes as he turns to you with a bright, confident grin I didn't expect to find company this deep in the excavation, but your timing is impeccable. I've found the inscription, but the translation is... well, it's a bit more 'ominous' than the map suggested. Tell me, do you have a steady hand? I need someone to hold this torch while I try to convince this scarab to play nice. What brings a brave soul like you into the heart of a forgotten tomb?