Not glass then, Ardhalas noted as he examined the screen, some other material. Pushing the purple knob seemed to do the trick, as the screen door slid to the side, and was now an open space. A second push opened a doorway below, across the chamber from where the three figures had just entered. A third push closed that doorway again, a fourth closed the screen he was standing in front of... Simple enough, he thought, and then pushed it once again.
“Identify yourselves!” Came his commanding if mellifluous voice from above.
At the same time, the human chattel answered Somnak in the chamber below…
“Keep it away! By all the gods, keep it away! Please oh please, keep the Watching Egg away!”
After catching his breath, “The Seneschal has just passed through here!” he volunteers desperately, perhaps anticipating questions, and hoping that his answers could save him.
Then he half-runs half-crawls over to Thorgir, Brin, and Somnak, and pleads further. “Take me with you! I am to be fed to the Watching Egg! HELP ME! There are others too! Some of us were brought here, others…” he begins to sob uncontrollably, unable to finish.
As the man hears the voice from above, he cowers again, assuming Ardhalas to be some agent of the Watching Egg.
The beasts and animals meanwhile ignored the interlopers, and simply waited to die.
Melior and Meleana raced along the eerie hallway, eager now to catch up to the others. Melior beamed as he ran, Meleana noticed. Her pou-eija had a look on his face as if he was planning world dominion, even as he ran. (ooc: You're a bit behind Somnak, Brin, and Thorgir at this point, but hey you have some powerful spells now )
Finally the contraption came to a halt. As it did, the doorway slid aside, and Lumori could look out.
The vast chamber in front of him, was reminiscent of a great columned hall of some ruined city of bygone ages. Scattered about the entire room were stone statues, busts, and sculptures, dozens upon dozens if not hundreds…standing erect, kneeling, laying on their sides, or propped up against walls. The statues depicted any and every being one could imagine. Humans, humanoids, beasts known and unrecognizable, littered the chamber, nearly but not quite, creating a forest-maze of sculpted stone. The silence was deafening in here.
Yurhak and Myhak hesitated and glanced at Lumori. Little could they guess, that the thief was losing a mental battle to his 'dark-side' at that very moment.