Old Zef walked around the chest once more, examining the runes and the chest. Finally he sighs "Tis the only way. Kat must find her kindje" he says quietly.
"Alright bilge eaters, back up around the corner. Go on, get." as the others back up out of the cavern, Zef kneels down and takes out his smith's tools. He selects a nice cold forged chisel. Placing the chisel just above the padlock, he takes his hammer and swings it down hard on the chisel, driving the edge into the padlock.