"Speed is good, but every breath of preparation will save us two in actual action..."
Rith'Arnis leans over to the blue-maned woman and takes a quick look at the map. "Hmm, only two rooms away, though one is guarded. We will have to make the gamble, no idea to know where the other door would lead us. I say we take the gamble and fight."
Rith'Arnis flexes some muscles and a thin layer of purple jelly appear on his arms. It quickly solidifies in a network of thick, bulging veins, giving his arms the impression of added muscle.
Still trying to keep his voice down and clipping his voice for speed, Rith'Arnis proposes the plan to the others. "The stairs aren't far, but Teratha is right. One Trog escapes and we're lost. I am confident that I can reach the exit fast enough, when we have them surrounded we will round them up quickly. Allow me some breath to prepare, I will give a signal. Everyone agreed with this plan?"
Assuming they are, Rith'Arnis quitly walks to the double doors, motioning the others to follow him. When everyone is in position and ready, he stand perfectly still for a moment, muttering something under his breath. ("hold one breath. Reap what you sow..."). A humming sound starts, then stops instantly.
"Go!"
OoC: Manifesting Animal Affinity (Str) and Hustle.
Stairs down are indeed through the Trog Room (as far as I could tell). Through double doors, past the Trogs, through door in the north. That room there should have the stairs. Right?