Keyhole in the Temple

Nicolai nodded in agreement at Feldard’s assertion. Then bend his skills to opening the portal.

Miklos turned to his cleric friend. “Why go to so much trouble for artful concealment?”

Maruc’s hand rested on his flail. “Let us hope we don’t regret our discovery.” he grinned as waited for Nicolai to finish.

Feldard stood back, letting the rogue do his thing. He felt better for having hacked at the wall. There was something calming about wielding an axe…ah but now was not the time to be relaxing. Hopefully, this new hidden entryway would lead them to their goal. Because thus far, their search of the tower ruins was not faring so well.

Nicolai carefully searched for a means of opening the door, if that’s what it was. As he poured over the woodwork, he saw that there was a small hole located in the center of the entrance to the temple depicted in the fresco. A hole just the right size for a key.



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8 responses to “Keyhole in the Temple

  1. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    The dwarf, seeing the keyhole, searched his somewhat fallible memory, his stubby fingers burying deep into his beard as scratched his chin. “Anybody find any keys recently?”

  2. Hasan

    “A key, you say?” Hasan withdrew the key he had collected from the vault below and passed it forward to the dwarf. “I found this downstairs.”

  3. Nicolai (T4)

    Nicolai spent a few more seconds seeing if the door was trapped in some way then backed out of the way. “I couldn’t find any triggers but be careful none the less. I’d back off a few yards.”

  4. Maruc (Clr4)

    “Halav protects those who protect themselves.” said Maruc as he stepped back a few paces.

  5. Miklos (Mu3)

    As he moved passed Hasan Miklos placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. “Good luck, keyfinder. I’m sure we are just being over cautious!”

  6. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    Feldard accepted the key from Hasan, looking about at the others who suddenly decided that caution was the better part of valor. With slight chuckle, he inserted the key into the keyhole and turned, attempting to push/pull/slide/lift the concealed door.

  7. Hasan

    At this point, Hasan’s ambivalence over the destruction of the great fresco had disappeared completely. Intrigued by what could have been so carefully concealed, no doubt by Elyria ages ago, he stepped past the retreating humans and eagerly watched over the dwarf’s shoulders. “Hurry up,” he told the dwarf. In Dwarvish, of course; such words barely existed in his Elvish vocabulary.

  8. Saeth Tegau

    Saeth didn’t feel the need to take a step back at Nicholai’s advice, given her now-typical position in the rear. Suppressing her tears for the now-destroyed fresco, she watched carefully as the key turned.

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