Fried initially looks around for anything to bar the door with; there are a few iron fire pokers leaning against the blackened hearth wall that might do the trick. By the time he steps down to grab one, Faengol has tried the door handle enough to knock it isn't locked, and Leudigar has come striding across the room to reach the door ahead of him. Meanwhile, Dopey has scooped up a helm-full of ash, charcoal, and the last glowing coals of the fire-fuel.
With a few nods and signs, it is agreed that everyone will bust thru the doorway after Leudigar. He turns the handle and gives it a shove, and everyone piles out through the door right behind him (which is actually a bit awkward, seeing that the door is up three steps from the ground level). None the less it is done, and the eager company find themselves in another goblin tunnel, which leads more-or-less directly ahead toward a branch to the left some 40ft along, and another intersection beyond that...
Dopey finds himself suddenly alone in the kitchen when... there comes a hideous howl audible from beyond the servery door.
Those out in the passage hear the echo of it clearly coming from the first passage to the left.
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch