[center][b]Sarah's Request[/b][/center]
[center][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/1215/posts/ooc?page=1#post-12648]Eins Nimgrud[/url][/center]
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There was a lot she wanted to say to that bleeding drow, but a conflict right now would mean she'd be prolonging her time spent in this dank smelly place, with those filthy drows crawling all over the place. Eins would have taken the drow's advice and moved to the front of the group(and far enough to not be in reach of any daggers they pull out), but the female drow moved ahead.

Eins had noticed the odd tile on the floor a moment after the drow did, and the ominous looking holes in the wall, something she was rather grateful for, but she did wish at least one of the drows stepped on it. The ranger or bowman, whatever his profession was, seems to be blissfully unaware that he was walking in a bleeding temple in the middle of the bleeding drow territory, barely noticing the trap. It was enough to make one wonder if the Queen's Blade merely took on any sodding person that can hold a weapon and boast about his skills.

The rest of the way seemed uneventful, though her eyes darted from place to place looking around for more traps. Finally, after descending a set of stairs, they reached a T shaped corridor, with a door at the branch, and two doors at the end of both of the corridors.

Of course, now that they were deeper into the earth, wandering about in a temple full of murderous traps and maybe some hungry critters somewhere, a sodding rock just had to seal the way out.

"..what the bloody.. Oi, the entrance's blocked!" She gave the solid block of rock a good kick. "Nowhere to go but in."

After listening to the ranger person, she looked over at the door he mentioned. "Why don't we just try the door? Those dwarves could have just as easily closed it behind them after they opened it. Artifact or not, it would mean nothing if we can't bloody exit. And that way-" she pointed at the closed off section of the corridor where they came from "- was open when we came in. Doubtless one of those dwarves know how to open the way back." 

[i]That or we have the ungodly fortune to have set off a trap the dwarves avoided,[/i] she thought to herself.

With that she stepped forwards to the door, pushing aside the chisel with her feet as she did so, and pushed hard against the door, keeping in mind of its make and supposed weight.