Ludo whispered to the group, “It’s quiet, too quiet. Hasan, cover me while I try and pick this lock”. The previous minutes had been full of excitement, so he took time to calm himself and slow his breathing.
Feldard peeled away the remaining sticky strands from his armour, watching as their new found rogue ‘friend’ begins to work on the lock.
Feldard looked then to Hasan, and also took up position. His place, however, was just beside the door, ready should more goblins come pouring out the soon to be open door. His palms itched slightly in anticipation. The abrupt and unsatisfying end to the last bout, had left him on edge.
Ludo’s slow and cautious approach was fine when needing to sneak about but with battle pitched just outside the door but moments ago, Feldard was sure that anyone within would be battle ready if capable.
Feldard ducked under the rogues’ arm and stepped forward—letting Ludo’s bulk block the parties light so his infravision could be of use here.
Hasan watched as the young scout gathered himself and then proved surprisingly adept at his handiwork. If it weren’t dealing with something as simple as goblin craft, he’d be rather impressed.
As Feldard took his customary place—no fool before him—Hasan readied his bow again and waited for the dwarf’s next move. “Somebody should watch the other door,” he hissed, “listen for their movements.” The elf, however, was too engrossed in the actions ahead to listen himself.
Stephan fell silent along with rest of the party as Ludo plied his skills. His bow still ready, he kept an eye on the far door through which the goblins had vacated.
“He seems skilled with his fingers,” Stephan thought while glancing to see Ludo’s progress. “I’ll have to keep an eye on my purse.”
As it became apparent that the door would soon open and battle would likely recommence, Stephan readied his sword, stowing the bow and arrows with practiced skill.
After a couple of anxious minutes Ludo heard that familiar click of the tumblers falling into alignment signaling success. “There, done, not a sophisticated lock, just badly put together, sorry it took so long. He slowly exhaled and cautiously pushed the door open . Peering into the room beyond, he saw a room with a large petrified tree in its center. To the right, a cell. Someone was imprisoned inside, huddled in the corner. Other than that the room appeared to be empty.