As the stairs twisted downwards the air grew warmer still. By the time the elf had reached the bottom it felt as though it were a warm sunny day despite being so far under the frozen surface.<br/><br/>The stairs led through an archway into a chamber much more large than any of the previous. It was tall; at least 30ft up and aside from some brick pathways the chamber sported an earthen ceiling, walls and floor. Flowers, trees and shrubbery were arranged here in a fine and lush garden appearing to be trapped in a perpetual state of spring. The chamber was illuminated by some sort of magical ambient light which seemed to shine from above somehow and the scent of pollen clung to the air.<br/><br/>Beyond the garden a massive stone statue waited which resembled an elven woman standing in a blooming flower. The flower obscured her waist but her slender form, full breasts and graceful face all communicated one who held impressive beauty even for an elf. She held her cupped hands forward as if offering something and from where Lyradil stood she could just make out the glint of a metal object in her palms. Given its similar description and obvious importance this was likely an idol of the very goddess the shrine was built for; Sadesh the Lascivious.<br/><br/>Whatever excitement Lyradil may have felt at seeing the likely goal of her quest was dampened by another sight however. Two humans moved through the garden; one on each side. Their robes were unmistakable; they were students of the same academy Lyradil attended. Not only that but they appeared to be her seniors judging by the markings on the back of their robes. One was named Ross. He was a promising but thuggish young evoker who specialized in subduing others through lightning magic. The other was called Landon. He was a morbid mage who had chosen to focus on necromancy. Both students were only a year above Lyradil and had no doubt already completed their assignment in this shrine which begged the question of what they were doing here now. Both seemed to be waiting for something...<br/><br/>Three paths were available. One would lead through the area patrolled by Ross and another path through the area patrolled by Landon. Finally the most direct path went between the two of them but as Lyradil watched she though she could see... something... move through the shrubs in that area. As she observed the elf caught another detail; the necromancer was missing one of his boots...