Nicolai shock his head. If there was anyone down there they’d be alerted now. He hoped it wasn’t a magical portal into some nether world at least there was away of closing it. He fished about for a stone. “Miklos, summon the magic again.”
“What? I was too busy deciphering elvish what magic?” said the confused mage.
“The first spell not the second one.” said Nicolai patiently. “I want it see if it destroys this stone.”
“Ahh. I see now! Command words of course. Summoning a dimensional gate perhaps you say? I suspect your stone will vanish and we’ll be none the wiser. Destroyed or teleported. No time to waste! Let us experiment.” Miklos paused then called out “Paah!”
Once again the blue glow illuminated the stone walls of the well.
Maruc backed toward the entrance. All this elementalism was beginning to unnerve him. He kept a careful watch on the statues surrounding them expecting at any minute to be overwhelmed with stoney foes. “Careful Miklos, we don’t know what other effects your words are having.”
Nicolai paused a few moments. Magic Mirrors, animated statues, they all had a purpose and not necesarily to trap the would-be thief. He wondered if this was some artful trap somewhat more subtle than the blade trap in the vault. Still he wasn’t going to jump into the portal to find out.
He tossed the stone into the glow as it slowly encroached upwards toward the wellchamber.
Meanwhile, Hasan and Saeth watched the inventive humans admiringly, while Feldard was doing a circuit of the room looking for a more mundane way to continue their search. He was looking for a secret passageway.. because there was no way they were going to be lowering him down into some magic well.
The glow sped up as it reached the halfway point toward the top of the well. It quickly approached the top, and then slowed down as it gently floated toward the top of the well. Nicolai saw his stone—it was sitting unharmed atop a glowing blue disc whose circumference filled the wellhole.