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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 790490" data-attributes="member: 2885">Down into The Final FOrge of FUryThere was only one option left to the party. The Dungeon Door. The door with Duergeddin's Mark. The door to untold treasures and monsters. But first, they had to be ready. So Thane and Bartol gathered supplies from the wilderness. Food, water, and wood. In the meantime, Ulfgar and Elwood regained their strength.After all was in readiness, they again descended. Elwood decided to remain behind this time. He would guard the rear. The path was become well worn. The only thing that had changed was the fungi. They had started to invade the corpses of the gricks.Veridian took possession of the key from Thane. He approached the door. Everyone else moved back. A perfect fit. The door swung open. The rogue in the lead. Followed closely by Ulfgar, Thane, Erik, Bartol, and Bernedette. They climbed a flight of stairs. And turned a corner. And into an octagonal room. Three large bronze dwarven statues occupied the room with 2 visible doors. Bernedette mumbled under her breath. Another door was revealed.  She placed her hand against the stone. It was real and unmoving."If amateur hour is over," Veridian interjected. "I'll see about getting us in."The rogue tried searching for traps on the statues first."Uh, the door is over there," Bernedette quipped.The rogue found a mechanism to open the door. He turned and smiled to Bernedette. He then opened the door and entered. Another flight of stairs up and a door. Bartol pulled his hammer and spikes out. He spiked one of the doors in the octagonal room. BANNGGGG. Veridian opened the door at the top of the stairs."ljwohieroi," a voice cried out in a foreign tongue. "Hfoiaoerhnk, asdfhoaier""They think we are intruders," Veridian translated. "They are telling us to leave."Ulfgar and Thane went inside. Veridian covered them from the doorway. Erik too.Bernedette tried the other door in the octagonal room. Two of the statues released a trap. The caller was laid low. Bartol had to pour a potion down her throat to revive her. "I'll not tell you again," the voice switched to accented Common. "Leave our home.""This is the home of the dwarves," Ulfgar replied. He spied one of the inhabitants.  A dark elf. He pulled his warhammer out.</blockquote>

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