Manor of Origin (REDUX)

The door barely shakes against the combined assault of Chariot and Inquistor. It appears that something is bracing the door from the other side.
The pink mist is slowly drifting down from the ceiling and pooling on the floor. It seems quite dense for a gas, and at the rate it was gathering, the group has around 10 minutes before it reaches head height.

After a couple of strikes, door is starting to crumble a bit in the spot Banshee hammered. It is however a thick door made entirely out of stone. The door can be broken, but it might take awhile.

Inquisitor’s repeated slamming into the door begins to crack it open. On the other side someone appears to have wedged a couple of ornate stone chairs underneath the door knob.
To most this likely would have prevented any normal man from opening the door. Inquisitor doesn’t seem to care as he simply rips the door off it’s sturdy hinges and plows his way into the hallway once more.

Shortly after Inquisitor bashes through the door, the pink mist stops and a scampering in the ceiling can be heard making its way to the southern hall.
Whatever it was it’s not interested in fighting you directly.
Seeing that it’s trap has failed, it has fled.

At the end of the southern hallway is another western branch hallway. It has a door on its southern wall about halfway down it which seems to be ajar. At the end of the western hall is another black stone slab with the smug figure carved in it with 4 circular divots.

This room is sparsely lit, barely illuminated by candles in select locations. Just enough to navigate with normal eyes but faint enough to miss major details in the dark patches.
It’s a fairly large room, big enough to have 30ish people and still have enough room to weave between them. You know this because that’s how many people are in this room. Or rather former people. Stone statues in various poses liter the room. All of them exceptionally formed and aesthetically pleasing to look at. Even the faces look to be pleasant, rather than the fear of the ones that were shoved into that closet.
Perhaps a room of her favorites?
The pink mist is in this room as well, pooled at about knee height but otherwise not doing anything.
At the far end from where you entered is an elegant double door with carved intertwining snakes.

With his eyes that pierce through the darkness, Inquisitor searches for possible threats in the shadows.
There are a couple more statues lingering in the darkness, but they are as still as stone. Nothing appears to be hiding within the mist either. It seems to be flowing undisturbed without any mass displacing it aside from the statues.