Lost
The uncertainty in the eyes of the others in the party confused Braz. The way towards the atrium at the far side of the maze seemed as clear as a long corridor through the temples of Estoria.
The narrow passage, thick with darkness moved down deep underground. Braz almost didn't notice the turn to the right, such was his focus, but he soon did as the colossal minotaur came charging down and batted Alke to one side. The party fled deeper into the labyrinth, skirmishing with the mighty warrior.
Finally the party arrived at the tomb of Xander. The ornate rug on the floor depicting the servitude of the Minotaurs and the sarcophagus itself resting silently at the head of the tomb. The end of the labyrinth.
Gingerly the party approached and examined the beautiful object, until… they were attacked by the disguised creatures. A trick from Sydon? A defence from the dragonlords against looting?