Boldak searches the cylinder. From the outside, he doesn't find anything of note. But as soon as the dwarf steps inside, thin doors snap shut, sliding from the sides. As the others watch, but sooner than they can react, the now-closed cylinder drops into the floor, the cap stopping flush with the floor.
[sblock=mn]The cylinder continues moving down, relatively quickly, for about five seconds or so. When it stops, the doors slide open.
The walls here are covered in bas-relief images similar to the slender figure upon the sarcophagus lid in the chamber above. Nearly a dozen androgynous, hairless humanoids stand in poses of deference, almost as if they are paying homage to the viewer. Many extend their hands in adoration, their faces awash in adulation. Several of the statues lack hands, heads, or anything else easily hacked off by long-absent tomb robbers.
About fifteen feet to the south, a dark passage extends from an elaborately carved arch. Only a little of this hallway is visible, however, as a large stone block obscures most of the passage.[/sblock]
