All eyes were expectantly upon Tumbor, though he seemed ignorant as to why.
“What?” he said, quizzically.
“Well I found it,” said Fraevon, pointing to the door. “Now it is your turn.”
Jax sighed heavily and slumped down against the rock face fearing this may take some time. Rohlen, Yulien and Melvin joined him.
“Your turn to open the door!” replied the Elf, a tone of exasperation in his voice.
“And why exactly, would you think I’d know how to do that?”
“Because you’re a dwarf!”
Tumbor stroked his beard, rain water dripping from the ends, as he pondered the Elf’s logic.
“So you think, just because I’m a dwarf, I should know how to open another dwarf’s door! That’s bordering on blasphemy.”
“Can you open the door or not?” asked Rohlen, pondering as to whether he had a spell that could remove the door without bring most of the mountain with it.
“I don’t know,” replied Tumbor.
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
“Just as I said I don’t know,” said the dwarf innocently as he wandered slowly up to the almost hidden door. “I’ve not had a proper look.”