Evangeline Cousland, Knight of Damara and personal bodyguard of Queen Isabella stands at the entrance to the infamous labyrinth, cool sapphire gems gazing at the statue that is displayed at the front. She looks over the would-be scavanger, lips pursing ever so slightly as she read the sign before giving a slight shake of her head. "Fool," she mutters as she walks by, long braided hair lightly brushing against her armored back as she made her way within. Every now and then she allows her gaze to sweep over the murals, looking over them with some curiosity, forcing herself to relax and not think too hard on the ridiculous nature of this quest she'd undertaken. Both hands were free, having turned off her lantern before stowing it away in the pack she carried due to the lightning that is already available.<br/><br/>As the approaches the end of the long corridor, a fine brow arches at the sight of the table before her, carefully approaching as she glances from one side to the other, one hand falling to the hilt of her blade. When she finally arrives her eyes scan the brief and simple message before releasing a faint sigh. "Tricks, puzzles, obscure messages... nothing is ever as simple as fighting." She hesitates only a moment before lifting one of the cups, peering into it to stare at those dice within. With a final shrug of her shoulders she gives it a good, hard shake before tipping it over and allowing the dice to scatter onto the tabletop.