You chose wisely

“I take it from the confused look on your face, brave warrior, that you were not told your purpose. Be grateful they sent you left. When people of your skin started being sent to my temple, my son sent them all right.” She paused.

“I am afraid there was no one who sent me. The temple has been abandoned.” You explained.

“Well then, it is truly lucky you came left, as it appears my children have abandoned me. My son like all men of my kind, could see into the souls of humans and judge what was owed them. It was the role of the women of our kind to provide what was owed. The gods must have guided your way; the reward shall be as fitting.” She explained. “Come join me on the bed.” She shifted, making room and gesturing forward with one of her human hands. “Remove your garments and the weapon you have at your side. I see you carry a flame that does not flicker and burns brighter than any fire. Place that on the side so you can still behold my glory.” She instructed. “Tell me, what does the box do with the small window?” She said, pointing at your bodycam.

“It is a recording device, I am an archaeologist, I study the buildings of the past so we can learn from them for the future. I am curious what truth you could bring to light if you are over 200 years old as you claim. I also wonder how I can understand your language.” You reply. Placing the torch and the camera on the side and undressing as demanded. You could edit the film to cover up your nakedness later. You were in no rush to argue with a dangerous and intelligent being such as this.

“Well then, a noble trade, not the warrior I normally mate with, but I can see why the gods sent you to me. It seems my people need reminding of their past.” She replies. “My powers allow your mind to hear my voice in your native tongue.”