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[Dwarmin]

Action: Use my trident as a lever to pop open the hatch. Or smash the lock.

[Dwarmin]

((Buuuuuump.

Why does it take a month to open a door))

[Tawa]

It takes you a few tries, but you manage to lever the trapdoor open.

((Argh, sorry for the inconsistent updates. I still need to actually restart that other thing...))

[Dwarmin]

"Success!" Relic exclaimed, checking her footing before descending.

Action: Down the hatch and open the door from the inside. If it can't be opened, can we just hurry along and say everyone climbs up the wall and down the hatch? Thanks.

[Flying Dice]

Hearing noise from above, Beolas shoulders his greatsword and, smiling, raps out a simple pattern on the door with his left hand.

"Are you in yet, lass?"

[Dwarmin]

Relic apparently knocked herself out or something, because she doesn't answer. She's been gone like a month!

((Tawo, just say 'She opens the door'! FOUR WORDS!  ))

[Tawa]

Relic opens the door.

[Dwarmin]

Relic opens the door, after an interminable wait.

"...Sorry it took so long! It was heavy!" She frets.

[Nerjin]

"You know what? I don't even care. Let's just get on with it." Sacha says as she pushes past Relic to get inside the room.

[Dwarmin]

"Yep, let's go..." Relic says, following in Sacha's wake.

Action: Walk in extreme slow motion to the hatch!

[Nerjin]

"Well we were waiting on you. The door couldn't POSSIBLY have been that heavy. It felt like we waited over two weeks." As if to prove a point Sacha turns back to the door and tries to move it. Sacha struggles in vain for a few seconds before backing away from the door. "Okay... Maybe it is that heavy."

[Tawa]

You are now in the building. There is not much in the building that you couldn't see through the windows; you see empty braziers along the walls, a ladder to the roof, a pile of rusty weapons in a corner, a forbidding trapdoor in the middle, something that looks suspiciously like a bone, and a chipped window, as before.

[Dwarmin]

"Humm..."

Action: Examine the rusty weapons. Then help open the forbidding trapdoor.

[Flying Dice]

"Ah, finally. I was beginning to wonder if it was time to sneak off for a wee bit of sleep," Beolas laughs, looking around the small room. "The way forward seems obvious, even to me."

Open that trapdoor.

[Tawa]

"Humm..."

Action: Examine the rusty weapons. Then help open the forbidding trapdoor.

The pile has weaponry of all sorts; [10] you don't note anything special about them. Among the rusty swords and spears, you find a light mace in decent condition.

Open that trapdoor.

This one isn't locked, but it is stuck; [13+4] a quick yank pops it free. Another ladder leads down to a dark, dank... room? Hallway? It's too dark down there to tell.