<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GD4Ccek.jpg)</div><strong>Sagacious Emerald AKA "Sage"</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1x2COni4h1cYJFuB9wqN-VtISzoRrXM0Rl5qhoQMuykQ/edit)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Location</span>: The Nightengale Stairs<br/><span class="bbc_u">Time</span>: Night, just after moonrise<br/><span class="bbc_u">Tagging</span>: All present<br/><span class="bbc_u">Actions</span>: Hoping to choose wisely<br/><span class="bbc_u">Languages</span>: Riverspeak, Flametongue, High Realm, Old Realm<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Iron Sand's question drew a nod from the Scavenger Lord and he clucked his tongue looking at the wall in front of him.  "Probably.  Spikes or blades, maybe.  The one I saw before tore my team apart...well done, everyone on evading this."  He took a deep breath, "All right.  Onward."  They had a time limit, after all.  It didn't seem like much had passed but there was also no telling how far they had to do.<br/><br/>"Come on down."  He checked out the wall as well as what he could see of the hallway.  "Eyes open and be careful.  You're doing great."  Sage looked back at the rest of the slaves and smiled.  His eyes widened at the sight of the tear in Iron Sand's top and the magnificent swath of cleavage displayed.  "Really great," he added then and turned back to the hallway.  "All right.  Well, it's usually left to treasure and right to monsters, so..."  He shrugged and then walked down the hallway and around the corner to the left, keeping his senses tuned for any potential dangers.