When she took up the sash the portcullis opened by itself right beside the minotaur statue. Heading down the discoloration of the place still was prominent as the stone mixed with the muscle and bone structures of the corridors. Moving onwards she would note now many corridors were about. A sign that the minotaurs lair she was now residing in. She would have to move carefully through it if she hoped to see the minotaur with her own eyes though what she intended to do when she found him was anyone's guess. Either way she came out from the southeast into the maze itself. The way behind her sealed off as if it never existed and now her path was set. She was to navigate the maze with an appropriate goal in mind. She had several options of course. One was to find the minotaur, another to find whatever treasure this place had or to find the exit. Whatever the case her sense of direction would be her friend here.<br/><br/>(Roll a 1d10 and compare your Discipline Score)