The inscrutable mystic remained silent, a small smile on his lips.  He looked around, trying to make sense of the arrangement here, seeking reminders from the ancient tales and stories told about places such as this.<br/><br/>After taking off his hat and scratching his scalp a moment, he looked at the women and spoke low.<br/><br/><strong>"The center entrance, the worn path...  you are certain this is the way in?  It seems so...  obvious."</strong>