"That was a bit of a pain in the ass," Ena mutters, kicking the dead vampire. "Anything interesting in that book?"
She finishes flipping through it. "Not much, just this chamber wasn't built by the Nords, probably by vampires... Though that was kind of obvious..." She puts the book in her pack, then walks over to the central stone island. "There's a button on that pedestal, wonder what it does..."
Too late! A spike goes through her hand, and she curses, then heals her hand when the spike retracts. The lines on the ground and the braziers start glowing.
Lianda shakes out her hand, then looks around. "I think we move these, looks like a puzzle to me."
She might roll her eyes a bit. Just a bit.
She sets to helping her sister with pushing the braziers around, though, until the ground shakes and the central pedestal rises, revealing a stone monolith.
"So... Think the artifact's in there?"
"Sure thing," she mutters, then goes to help pry the stone slabs apart.
After they move it a few inches, it shudders, then the front half of the monolith slides down of its own accord.
There's a hollow space inside, and a girl in repose with a scroll strapped across her back. She shifts and groans a little, half-stumbling out of her prison.
She blinks, and sniffs, then narrows her eyes at the two before her. "Who are you?"
"A man named Isran, leader of the Dawnguard - Are you okay? What're you doing here?"
"Other vampires? Yeah, there were some trying to find - you, I think. We'd heard the vampires were after an artifact, and decided to investigate. There wasn't anyone else sealed away, though, that we found."
She sends her sister a look, wondering if they should help her or head back to the Dawnguard for orders. (Ena really doesn't appreciate the feeling of being in over her head, and she knows what Isran would want them to do.)
Lianda notices her sister's look, and nods slightly. The vampire's unlikely to agree to tag along back to the Dawnguard, so...
"We'll help you get there, then." She'd especially like to know what the vampires want with what looks a hell of a lot like an Elder Scroll. "What's your family like?"
"The less you know. the better for you." Until she knows what's safe to say.
"I haven't found being in the dark to be good for me, most times, but I won't press. Come on, we should probably start getting out of here. Do you know anything about the layout?"