Curiosity had managed to calm down a bit as she walked down the corridor. Chase had told her already that it wasn't terribly trapped from what he could tell. Walking along seemed to confirm that, with little to nothing in the way of magic. Just some reinforcement runes along the corners. The only trap she came across was one that would hypnotize the triggering party, disorienting them until they walked back the way they came. She used a small piece of chalk to outline it, the magical signature invisible to most people. Like her amorous teammates. When she got to the end, she realized that she was out of her telepathic range to communicate with Chase. But there was a great mahogany door before her, stained, laquered, and inlaid with shards of colored glass. There did not appear to be any magic to it, so she opened it slowly.<br/><br/>Looking in, what she found was a literal labyrinth, much larger than could be said for the actual dimensions of the tower. The first real puzzle. Silently squeaking in excitement, she went forward. The left hand to the wall, marking the floors with chalk. Mundane methods, but reliable ones that would keep her from backtracking any more than necessary. And allow the others to follow her, should they stop humping one another. The thought of which was quite distracting. Particularly Cortia. Despite her infernal heritage, the tiefling was quite taken with the holy woman, wondering just what things the saucy elf was doing to her. It was a bit distracting, of course, and she didn't see the pink run light up as she went past, reacting to her moment of temptation...