“I suppose we could always knock?” Maruc grinned, “You never know! They might be nice!”
“I have further magic,” intoned the mage, feeling in a somewhat self congratulatory frame of mind. “If we are to unbar the way silently, it is a new spell I have not tried before, but it is just for such a purpose.”
The mage flipped open his book and started enchanting the opening lines to his knock spell.
Stephan took a step back, minding the cliff, to give the mage some room for his arcane gesticulations.
‘These majiks always seem to smell funny,’ he thought. ‘Or maybe it’s just Miklos.’ He kept his thoughts to himself.
“Da. Make it open with majiks. If that does not work, our rogue can just pick the lock.” He hoped his comrades would see the humor in his words.
Feldard wondered why the mage hadn’t thought to tie the original rope to the top of the gates rather than the ledge rocks. It would have saved them this hassle in the first place, but seeing as the mage had a means in past the gates, Feldard kept his grumbles to himself and instead prepared his weapons should they be needed.
Ludo stood back and joined the dwarf in preparing his equipment. If the door was held by a bar on the far side, he figured he would have to climb over and lift the bar so he also looked around for a suitable area to climb over the gate.
Hasan grinned cautiously at his companions, as they watched Miklos work his magic. “Excitement builds, no? I remember when you freed me from the fallen temple. Who knew we would find ourselves here?” The elf was pacing, fingering the Ring of Elyas rather manically.
THe mage finished his spell and the heavy iron bar on the other side of the gates lifted itself and the huge stone doors slowly heaved open. Behind the doorway stood two more 12-foot-tall Hutaakan rock statues.
The statues started to move, slowly at first. They did not appear friendly.