Storí hesitates for a moment, standing on the threshold of the portal. Now this is some real power here, lad. He thinks, savouring the moment. May Mystra reveal its secrets to me some day.
He steps forward into the portal, spluttering in surprise as he emerges the other side. Seeing that Kelan is more than capable of finishing the orc rabble in the room, he turns back to examine the portal from the other side, marveling at the construction.
"It'll have been worth the trip just to have seen these in action." He smiles, reaching into his portable hole to pull forth pen and paper. He quickly traces several of the more interesting runes, before doing a rough sketch of the portal as a whole.
Noting that his companions are ready to move on, Storí drops his drawing tools back into the hole, picking up and folding the magical cloth. Looking through into the next chamber, he asks the Prince.
"What path now, my liege? The labyrinthine nature of these passages presents a multitude of opportunities for an ambush. Should I render one of our scouts invisible, so we may perhaps take any would-be ambushers unawares?"