It was odd, ethereally so in fact.  The area ahead looked to have been completed little more than a few hours prior.  Such perfection in stonecrafting was on par with the dwarves from deep within the earth.  Perhaps it was crafted by dwarves?  Who knows?<br/><br/>She continued to walk through the hall, her eyes out and looking for any and all things that would prevent her from passing.  She was all too familiar with traps, and if such a place was so hard to find, and then so much harder to return from, there must have been something around complicating things for the would-be adventurers before her.  With a splash she stepped into the water pooling on the ground from the walls, and she continued to move forward.  What was a little water, after all?