Chapter 2 - Phandalin

Karma just shrugs, "Dude who would build a tunnel to nowhere!" He the follows the group back out to the main cavern, crossing the bridge and sets himself to follow the tunnel at the top left of the cavern.

Gerbo frowns at the dead end. Seeing Kerisha squeeze back down the hall, he whispers, "Want to keep watch? I'm going to check this out." Cracking his knuckles and twiddling his fingers slightly, he steps forward and begins poring over the rock wall, running his fingers over it to ascertain if there is any trick to it. "Dwarf...Uhhh...Karma, can you see anything? You dwarves are good at this stuff, right?"

As Gerbo's hands come across the hinges, he gasps and then tries to play it off as confidence. "As I suspected. It's not a tunnel to nowhere, my Dwarven friend. I found some hinges. I can keep looking, but we should be ready for when we get it open." Once everyone comes back, he will continue working to find the release for the door.

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"I mean it would have held some casks well enough." Belanor adds to the dead end bits.
With the excite for the secret door.
"Well done for not giving up? What would bring you to think of that?"

Scrambling for an answer to cover his lucky guess, Gerbo sees some scrapes on the floor around the game of the door. Putting his best impression of a knowing smile on his face, he squats and points to them. "Details."

Turning back to the room, he pipes up again, "Keep in mind, we're still in enemy territory. You reckon we ought to go in? If they don't want us in here, I'll bet this is exactly where we ought to be."

Gerbo stands up straight, dusts off his hands, hikes up his belt, and steps into the room cautiously, looking for any signs of recent visitors to the room.

Karma who had turned back to head off towards the cavern again hears Gerbo’s words of triumph and turns to see the Halfling opening the door, he just gives out a long "Duudddeee!" while extending both hands out with his thumbs pointing to the sky. He then follows Gerbo into the room giving it a roof to floor search with his eyes for any dangers.

Kerisha marches into the secret room, still eager to hit something, and now taking more responsibility for the protection of the group. Looking around she doesn't see anyone immediately, and the sound of the water calms her slightly. Like a stream slowly trickling through the woodland. One that supports some much life, and one that she would hunt in when she was cast out of her tribe. She peers into the water at her reflection. The goblin fingers around her neck. The red cloak around her wrist. She is stronger than she was, but she still has a long way to go before she can return.

Kerish goes around the room, poking at the walls with her sword, expecting it to give at some point revealing another secret door.

Not having any luck with the walls, Kerisha will turn her attention to the barrels in the room. Hoping to find something useful, although highly doubting there will be anything like a great weapon or new armor in such a rotten place, there may be something she could sell or exchange for an upgrade.

Karma walks over to the North door checking it for traps trying to hear anything beyond.

Belanor thinks to himself, This isn't a bad way to store barrels, though you can't do with the large fountain in the room.
Belanor touches the fountain water.

Gerbo begins stalking around the room leaning in at each door to listen carefully to see if he can hear anything behind them, starting with the door next to the water and working clockwise.