(OOC: Super busy right now, so no time to make a post. You have my permission to bot my character as you see fit, Jori. I'm sure you'll do him justice.)
The hallway dragged on and on as it seemed the tile had opened a new path that cut through all the other winding stretches within the maze. Ahead a large door could be seen with a visible handle on the right. The door was finely crafted. Several patterns adorned the door. Emblems of magnificent battles, and ancient instruments of war littered the stone.
OOC: Right where you left, though a hallway has opened now and a visible door is at the end of it, and you can see the rest of the group there.
[OOC Sorry Google, thanks for the compliment but I am all tapped out for botting right now ] Jyraielle strode along the newly-revealed corridor, pleased at the directness it seemed to have as a route. Perhaps the layout of the maze was patterned after the webway? There one might wander for hurs, or find one of the remaining Great Paths that lead straight from Carftworld to Craftworld. Still not abandoning caution, she stepped out, and walked up to the door. A way out? The treasure promised by the ancient tales? She could not tell. But, like her companions, she was not a blindly trusting Eldar. The Scorpion examined the handle for any sign of trickery, and the frescoes for any clues - such that this might be a false entrance concealing the real way. If she found none, she would try opening the door with the handle provided.
The door opened with relative ease, revealing a large room with dirt floors. Several pillars were within the room, seemingly holding the ceiling up, and on the opposite side, a single pedestal from which a bright light shone, concealing whatever may be on the pedestal. The left path soon curved to the right again, leading straight with a single side passage going to the right.
