"The chamber was empty, except for a rotting barrel in one corner. Across from them, three identical archways opened to three identical rooms, small and dark. Where those led, Eragon could not see. The group stopped, and Eragon slowly straightened his back, wincing as his sore muscles stretched. "This would not have been part of Erst Graybeard's plans," said Arya. "Which path should we pick?" asked Wyrden. "Isn't it obvious?" asked the herbalist. "The left one. It's always the left one." And she strode toward that selfsame arch even as she spoke. Eragon could not help himself. "Left according to which direction? If you were starting from the other side, left--" "Left would be right and right would be left, yes, yes," said the herbalist. Her eyes narrowed. "Sometimes you're too clever for your own good, Shadeslayer...Very well, we'll try it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you if we end up wandering around here for days on end."