Arras looked back at the kitchen where the tea still sat steaming and sighed.
“Let’s see if this ‘makeup works,” he took a breath and stepped out to rescue the reporter from an overly-excited Faelen.
Rhea stepped out and shook the reporter’s hand, helping him off the car while Arras took Faelen into the house.
“Can I get some photos of you at the dig site?” the reporter asked.
“Yes, of course,” Arras nodded. “Let me get my brother and I’ll meet you there. Rhea, can you take him?”
Arras disappeared from the house and Rhea lead the guest around to the excavation area.
“Hello, everyone! We have a reporter…what is your name?” Rhea suddenly questioned.
The reporter paused while adjusting his camera, “Irvin. You can call me Irvin.”
“ We have, Irvin, here today who would like some photos for Archeology Annual.”
Hoffman came sprinting over, and to Rhea’s relief, began answering questions. Arras and Taigh soon appeared and had several minutes of questions to answer.