Of the three doors in the east side of the corridor to the north, the northernmost one opens onto a small latrine.
The middle one opens onto ascending stairs.
The southernmost one opens onto descending stairs choked with rubble - large stone blocks and shattered timbers.
Marill realizes that the rubble is not that of a collapsed ceiling, but rather a manually triggered deadfall.
The rubble could be cleared, but it would take several days of work with tools, or possibly magical spells.
Theodore frowns at the latrine.
The staff should be reprimanded.
Peering over the heads of both Marill and Quinn, the tall Clergy again frowns at the strewn rubble resting parcariously on the descending stairs.
Anyone familiar with Unseen Servant ritual?
Smiling at the third option, the Roaming Exorcist claps.
Seems Pharasma wants us to ascend.