As Gale followed along beside her, his light more than enough to allow her Low-Light vision to take effect, he let forth a sharp whistle. Somewhat distracted by the wall art, he paid little attention to where she was going, led by the nagging magics of the amulet she wore. The stairs descended a good 40 feet, the inside cool as deep beneath the earth it was though the musky smell still persisted. As the stairs ended, the hallway opened into a large room, lined down the middle with uniquely wroght columns. Between them, a red rug, long since deteriorated by time, stretched the middle of the room and continued into another hallway across from where Lea stood. Flanking the hallway entrance, two statues poised like guards, though clearly female and clearly more endowed than even a typical ample woman. On either side of the room stood wooden doors, through some treatment having endured the test of time quite well.