When nothing bursts out of the door, Mero confirms its physicality with his spear, sees no light coming from the crack under it, and hears no sound when he listens cautiously at it. All this being done to his satisfaction, he hands his helmet to Schlags before putting his shoulder to the door and forcing it thru in one swift blow.
Inside, there is a modestly-sized ante, perhaps 20ft by 30ft. Narrow side-boards occupy about three quarters of the left and right-hand walls, each decorated with mismatched assortment of chipped, and muddy old vases. Some are empty, some hold remains of long-dead plants. Not quite directly opposite the entry, there is another door.
listening: 1d6=?, forcing door: 1d6=6
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