Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian
Byntrou's brow furrows as he stands, returning his tools to their various pockets.
"There's something ... not right ... about this lock," he says, turning to the others. "I don't know how else to describe it. So far as I can tell, it shouldn't even be able to lock."
Byn holds up a hand before Bahruul can step in. "Before we go bashing it, petik--" here he turns to Keryth, "Keryth, do you have a means of telling if the doors barred by any magics?"
Byntrou's brow furrows as he stands, returning his tools to their various pockets.
"There's something ... not right ... about this lock," he says, turning to the others. "I don't know how else to describe it. So far as I can tell, it shouldn't even be able to lock."
Byn holds up a hand before Bahruul can step in. "Before we go bashing it, petik--" here he turns to Keryth, "Keryth, do you have a means of telling if the doors barred by any magics?"