The stony path branches off to the north, east, and west. Softly glowing lichen clinging to the striated walls lend light to the passageway, and you hear the sounds of activity coming from the east. High above you, the ceiling is dark. From the east you hear some noise, and your olfactory nerves detect the pleasant aroma of herbs and spices. A shingle hangs on silvery mithril chains extending from the high ceiling.