Buurt follows Rogash into the room and is taken back by the hacked and rotting ogre corpses littering the floor. What sounds like a child crying comes from the other side of the doorway on the opposite side of the room.
Raising axe and shield Rogash takes a few tentative steps toward the door. "The inhabitants of this place are able trapmakers. Why don't you have a look at that door before we try to go in."
OOC: Aid Another on Search (1d20+9=24) assuming Buurt checks it out.
The Dwarf grins, "Given that there is just such a cunning bastard of the short but wide, bearded, below ground variety standing over you with a big axe in hand, we'll trust that was intended as a complement. I've enough enemies already lined up for today."