"Nothing particularly helpful." Julian admitted. "The mausoleum may have been mapped during the days before the Empire, but if it was, no maps of it survive down to this day. Apart from knowing that we need to go down - at least a few hundred feet or so - to hit the tunnel network, I don't know anything more. As for how big it is, I suspect its grown in the telling, as with the traps, but that's one of the reasons for two people - another pair of eyes, another set of hands for getting past the traps." He frowned, his brow furrowing. "However, I think we can be pretty confident that none of the traps in the tomb will actually be magical ones. Before the empire came along to this part of the world, only the priests were allowed to use magic, and they didn't go in for traps. Just wards to keep the dead in their tombs. Not that an arrow or falling blade trap can't kill you, but its a much more workable threat."

"There's always a chance the temple might have something, if you fancy a heist on holy ground before we head for the tomb. Churches keep records like pack rats almost as much as governments do. They might have the old architectural plans for the Mausoleum of Tyrants, from when it was built. Or at least," he shrugged, "Something we can work with."