Augusta looked at the pin Donovan was asking about.  She was more than ready to trudge forward into this dungeon-like thing in front of them, but the question posed seemed fair compensation.  "A pin?"  Of course, her eyes reacted not to it.  It only seemed to work on creatures of some sort or another.  Some issue in and of itself though it would definitely help more than hurt.  She sighed with no reply from looking at it.  "Haa..."  When her eyes fail, there was little more she could figure to do but touch it.  "Hmm.  Obviously it's... What's the word? Enchanted?  Yes, enchanted.  Weakly magical?"  She questioned, looking at the thing.  "It's possibly I might be able to tell you more after I've figured out magic more."  She stated, removing her hand and giving a nod to the man.

The deeper they went, the more there was that... sickeningly sweet smell.  She had done her best to push it to the back of her mind but the more they traveled, the worst it got until finally they reached a rather dark place.  The sweet smell was mixed with the all too familiar scent of the sea.  "How peculiar."  Still, it was rather dark and she couldn't see very well. There was salt water for sure.  And those black tar-like plants that came with Octavia.  Hmmm.  How curious.  She sighed and started to walk forward when she heard a rustling behind her.  The vines had blocked their path back?  Somehow, she expected that much, really.  "No going back, it seems."

With a slight shrug, she followed Isidore as he took the initiative.  He barked out commands that made her wonder if he had prior experience in such a thing.  It wouldn't be farfetched after all.  Either way, she continued to follow him and tried to look around but...  "I can't see a thing in this darkness.  Wish I had magic for that."  She mentioned, playing around with the idea in her head and at her fingertips.  It'd be great to just collect power to her hands and make a ball of light to just, illuminate around them.  A certain game called it Mage Light, she seemed to remember.