As Jack severs the tripwire, a spear shoots out of the hole, sending the plug rolling through the room. If Jack had stood closer, the spear could have hit him.
"...And probably more traps" Veras-Re adds. He stands still, but those who look at the cowled Dwarf close enough will know that he's anxious to get moving again.
Quarion glances about, looking for someone to take charge. The dwarf clearly will not, and the rogue seems more interested on forging the path than choosing it. Quarion regally raises his head and with an air of great self importance commands, "Rogue. Search for traps down that way, and we shall follow you once you have cleared the path." He points down the left curtained hallway.