> No sign of clothing, miko garb or otherwise, anywhere yet, huh?
> Might as well head down the hallway.
>You've not seen anything like clothing. The place seems to be devoid of such personal effects thus far.
>You head down the corridor, certain that whatever is creating that sense of power is this way. The walls and ceiling here are rocky and uneven, seeming to be quite natural. The floor is a little uneven as well, smooth and cold. You descend for some distance, about fifty or so forward, and probably close to thirty downward, before the tunnel widens to small chamber, a few yards across. It comes to a sudden end at the far side, perhaps five yards from where it starts to widen at a rough-looking rock wall You note a seam where the walls, ceiling, and floor meet this wall.
>As well, you notice a curious sigil painted on the right wall. It seems to vaguely resemble a humanoid figure, about the size of your hand, it's back twisted into an S-shape and its legs in front of it. Its head is merely an amorphous blob, with some sort of flared line extending from it. Its arms grasp this line, you think, but you are not certain. It is difficult to tell whether the upper line is an arm grasping it, as well as the lower one, which makes it resemble a flute player, or if the upper upper line is part of its head, upon which it seems to be the lower eyelid of a single blank eye that stares toward you. From the top of its head extend a number of flared and squiggly lines, resembling wild unkempt hair, or perhaps tendrils of some kind.
>_
