Clyde put away his bow and climbed down after the others, it was clear there was at least some valuables here, no sense in passing them up. His eyebrows shot up as he caught sight of the out of place door.
Well now, what do we have here? He tugged at the loose skin that hung from his neck as he said this. He considered the door for a little bit, then as if to signal the end of his contemplation he spit on the floor of the chamber. That's interesting, bet there's something good in there.
Maybe we can pull it open, got any rope?