Durgo lowers his Maul and juts out chin, the pure joy of dismembering another mojo-caster taken from him. He glares at the iron door, then down at Kurg,
"Go see if dat one have keys or somefing useful to Durgo," he says, pointing at the Yuan-ti corpse, "Hag-thing, turn mousey back into Muragar before Bargo step on him."
The ogre has no idea of the hagborn dwarf is capable of such mojo, but it seems to him that if a thing can be did, it can be undid, especially if mojo was involved. What a pathetic thing that a Muragar could let himself be turned into a mouse!
Hesitant to touch the door, Durgo chews his lip and strongly resists the urge to just bash the thing down. He takes several steps back to get a full look at the thing and scratches his head...