Crossing back through the vineyards of the Frostspear land, the elf leads the pair through a pathway among the grapes to the house proper.  It seems quite normal on the outside, a three story manor with white walls and large windows, some vines crawling up the white washed exterior to give it streaks of green on the alabaster background.  Opening the double doors into the manor, the elf leads the tortle and the human inside the manor.<br/><br/>The entrance room is a sight to behold.  While there are a few sets of stairs that are on ground level and give way to doors that are physically in the right direction, the pair see stairs on the walls, doorways that seem impossible as they hang sideways and other such ways, the room a maze of such headache inducing configuration. Directly above them, a spiraling tower of stairs leads to the top of a high room, higher than the height of the manor would suggest it should go. Everything about this main room defies the laws of physics and is clearly magical.  On top of that, everything in this room is stark white, devoid of all color and make the rich red of the elf's tunic and the multitude of colors from Moss's clothes or even the red of Rowan's hair stand out even more in contrast.<br/><br/>"Please keep up and do not stray.  This place is confusing to simple minds who do not know its secrets," The elf sighs with even more clear annoyance at having to keep up with them, most likely needing to move at a much slower pace than he usually does to accommodate the tortle.  Walking towards the first door to the right, the elf opens it and is about to lead them inside when he clearly seems to realize its the wrong way and shakes his head, shutting the door behind him.<br/><br/><strong>DM: You may each roll a perception check to see if you notice what was past the elf in the room he decided was the wrong way</strong>