“Hmm… Intriguing, but far from conclusive,” The Elf spoke under her breath, before turning about. “Any luck on your end, Nicholai?”
“Saeth, look at this. A lever hidden in the pony stall. I think we should gather the others and send Skelly home before we do anything though.”
“Now that, among all these things, could prove the most interesting, don’t you think?” Saeth swung open the stall door. “The boy’s already on his way back to the village. We could wave the others in, though I’d just as soon be certain this is what we think it is first.”
“Come on boy, why don’t you come out of there?” She patted the pony’s nose. Her voice rose an octave or more as she addressed the animal. “You’d like to spend some time with the big old horses, wouldn’t you? That’d be far better than this smelly old stall, don’t you think?” She continued her monologue as she coaxed the pony from its domicile.
Nicolai set about clearing the floor of the stall, so as to better determine if it was a secret door, or just a trap. He found no traps. There was a small gap between the floor and the walls around the stall. There was also a small gap in the floor beneath the pony stall’s gate, separating the floor on the inside of the stall from the floor in the barn.
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The other members of the group stood at the edge of the woods where Skelly had originally led them.
Bah! I cannot hold the magic forever. “What is keeping them?” Miklos wondered. He was half prepared to release he spell in case something untoward might happen.
Maruc still kept an eye on the windowless tower in case someone would show his face. “I’d suggest we wait until everyone is ready before we venture further. The last thing we want are surprises!”
From his place at the edge of the woods the dwarf kept watch for the return of the wolves, wondering how much longer it would take the Elf and Nicolai to check the barn for threats? Damn, shouldn’t be taking this long!