YOU WERE CALLED TO THE LOST TEMPLE’S BASE.

[Combination of Headcanon and Canon]

It didn’t matter which faction you were from, apparently the Church of the TRUE EYE had taken interest in you and wanted to see you. Though, the Lost Temple was planning something huge soon… The vast desert terrain slows you as you make your journey through, all the way to the Lost Temple faction. It’s surprising how a thriving faction of Phighters could be placed so far into the desert, where the sun beats down harshly, and where the weak will die.

You could have declined such an invitation, however, you risk angering Scythe.

The desert roads are your only clear path through the treacherous terrain, and even then, it’s never completely safe. The honey-colored sands blow around in the wind, making it hard to see at times. You just shake it off, and move on. Eventually, you reach the stone temple’s gates, tested by time.

Moving on, entering the temple…

There was no time to admire such a beautiful temple, as there were other Phighters waiting. You make your way to the center and Scythe let you wander away, inside the temple, to introduce yourself to the others. Whatever her plans are, they must be carefully constructed.

You then met the eyes of another peculiar Phighter.

After being pushed into the crowds by The Broker, you met eyes with the Lost Temple’s medic Phighter. Though he hated being called “Doctor,” you could see that the medic had a healing crystal above his head, holding a Medkit, and having a revolver that shoots healing crystals to his side. His teal, antler-like horns seemed rather mesmerizing, as they branch out interestingly and neatly. He seems as if tired, working all the time for Scythe. He wasn’t particularly happy with your stay here, though.

“…Another one? And to think Scythe promised she was done with visitors…”

He thought to himself, then looking up at you.

“Watch where you’re going, and what you’re saying. We don’t need any more accidents around here, after all…”