As Artorius banked around the tree trunk that dominated the heart of the chamber, turning his back on the pillar of wood to head for the exit to the right of the passageway he'd used to enter, the same voice he'd heard before called out, tremulous, but this time speaking in a language he could understand – Common. "Wait – won't you come back and keep me company for a spell?" As the words reached him, Arotrius felt the faint telltale tingle wash over him – the words were more than a mere entreaty, but such magics held no sway over him.<br/><br/>LIke the corridor through which he entered the chamber, the passage Artorius had chosen was only 15 ft wide near the mouth, soon narrowing to just 10 ft across. Following the right side wall, the passageway didn't lead straight away from the chamber, but instead slanted left diagonal the entrance.<br/><br/>The sound of Artorius' pursuer had receded as he had entered the chamber and the sounds of pursuit did not yet return as he left it for the passageway, though it was difficult to say if that was the acoustics or if he'd finally been able to shake it.<br/><br/>Regardless, beyond even the limits of his darkvision, Artorius could see lights seemingly dancing in intricate patterns up ahead, though still too distant for him to yet discern their true nature.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rules Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Knowledge (dungeoneering) check.</div></div>