Fangor the Fierce
First Post
"I guess now would be a good time to get some order in how we go forward. The door doesn't seem trapped, and has presented a handle to me. I will open it, if we all want to prepare for anything that might be behind it."
Svexyn hopes his powers are not too weak for something like this, but it's worth a shot. He moves back, dagger in hand, and awaits the confirmation from the others that they are in position. He stands to the side of the doorway, able to flank anything that might come at them. Once the others are in place, he runs his fingers along the handle, and pulls it into the recess, towards his place at the side of the doorway. In doing so, he would like to see just how much this door weighs, taking note of it in his mind.
Svexyn hopes his powers are not too weak for something like this, but it's worth a shot. He moves back, dagger in hand, and awaits the confirmation from the others that they are in position. He stands to the side of the doorway, able to flank anything that might come at them. Once the others are in place, he runs his fingers along the handle, and pulls it into the recess, towards his place at the side of the doorway. In doing so, he would like to see just how much this door weighs, taking note of it in his mind.