<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Pathfinder%20Characters/c_druid.gif)</div>There's no immediate response to Piav... it doesn't seem Juniper is even aware of her. The little druid's eyes are whited out, her breath still, seemingly in a deep trance. One might even worry about her... Did something happen? Was the door trapped? Before she sucks in a long, juddery breath, thick lashes fluttering as the color returns to her eyes. She swallows a few times, throat dry.<br/><br/>"The stairwell goes down. I think that's where they're keeping hte prisoners. Someone was... screaming. Like, far away." she rubs at her slender arms, looking at the door, then the others "The souls of this place are unhappy, and want us gone." She nibbles hte back of her lip, lookingto Piav "I hope whatever greater spirit blesses you has kept you well-armed for its cause."