Nicolai shook his head slightly as the elves slid passed him into the dark room beyond. This place had long since been ransacked and any traps would mostly likely have been circumvented or activated. Still, with an edge of caution borne from inate self preservation, he slipped across the room ingnoring the frescos and shone a narrow beam of light at the top of the ladder so see where it lead to.
The priest made his way down the remaineder of the stairs and into the chamber . He scanned the room quickly and retuned to the stairwell and called up the stairs. “Feldard, there’s a way on by the looks of it, but this place hasn’t be touched for centuries. There’s a huge stone block that seems out of place though. It could be nothing but your opinion on it might help. My guess is its a falling stone trap thats landed on someone.” It was a macarbre joke but Maruc grinned anyway.
Miklos stalked around the room . His lightstone illuminating the intricate frescos. “Wonderful! Wonderful…”, he said as he studied the subject matter. Time hadn’t been kind to them but it ws impressive none the less. Then he turned his attention to the block. He tapped it with the base of his staff to see if it was hollow.
Hasan wondered at the grandeur revealed in the images of times long past. The contrast with the humble village of his childhood was stark. The Elyan had fallen far. Was this the cost of the Quiet Way? Wouldn’t his people serve Illsundal even better if they had the strength they had long ago?
Feldard grumbled and made his way to join the rest of the group in the room. His glance about took in the fresco but as Maruc had comment it was the centre block that caught his attention. He kept back mindful of the last errant block of stone they ran across—a lodestone it was. The dwarf circled the stone carefully studying it.
Here, the dwarf saw further evidence of his brethren’s role in constructing the temple. This stone vault was not unlike those of his native Rockhome. He searched for the hidden latch in the stone work. There should be a gap underneath…yes, there it was. He pushed it, and thus released the latch. They could all now see the faint edge of the hinged door to the vault.