The Athenian cleric allows her allies to fan out, making careful note of their positions with her keen half-elven eyesight.  Her face, now revealed in the dim light, shows her fascination and curiosity at this strange ruin.  "This is certainly different," she says softly, careful not to raise her voice in this huge chamber.  She notes the scarred and pitted wall, wondering if this was made by battle, something trapped..?  She tries to piece it together in relation to the object that seems to be the focal point of the chamber.  "What is it?" she calls softly, walking a circuitous path to join them.  "A totem of some kind?  A monument?"