<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/>"Good question," he said in response to Iron Sand.  "It could be either.  Or neither."  Sage slipped the hatchet that he'd taken from the pile of gear and hefted it, turning to the wall of that 10 yard square formed by the branching corridors.  He turned it in his hand and then started to move over that internal wall and began to rap hard on it.  "Not the best way but maybe we can listen our way to the answer."  He would give three hard raps with the flat end of the ax head and then pause to listen.  If there was something hidden here, perhaps he or the senses of one of the others would tell them if there was an empty space.<br/><br/>"There's a room in there, all right.  And the door...is here."  He slipped the hatchet back into his belt and started to feel to see if he could find the shape of it.  "There's got to be a hidden switch for it around here somewhere.  It might be down the corridor we came or the other one but I don't think it'll be ahead.  Spread out and check around for it but no one go off alone.  Stick in pairs at the least, trios are better."<br/><br/>