Shown into the room by the white-haired old sage, Rose spent a little time admiring the paintings on the wall.  She never had been much for religion, only knowing the very basics of all those old stories, but she still knew enough to at least know the basics of those little murals.  Goddesses that had been split apart, arguing and fighting one another to this very day...  Ah, right, and Lathander had had something to do with that!  Which explained why he was there.<br/><br/>The shifter would have sat down on one of the benches located around that table in the middle of the room, but the sage sprung into action almost as soon as he closed the door, touching the doorknob again and speaking a magic word.  He spoke it with enough clarity that she had no trouble memorizing it, and when the door was opened once more, it became clear that it opened out onto a different scene altogether.  She listened as he explained how it was that the door worked, then nodded once she was sure she had a clear understanding of it.<br/><br/>"Arts such as this don't bother me at all, actually."  She responded, stepping up to the door and waving off the offered scrap of paper.  From the context, it seemed that it was the command-word written down for the two of them...  But something like that wouldn't be of any help to her.  "You mentioned that the Lady Sara would like to see me again, as well.  It seems to me that keeping her waiting would be rude, so...  Shall we?"