The Wilderness

@Que

You see that the cell door is a large series of stone bars topped with a very heavy stone that looks impossible to lift. A rope hangs from the top and disappears onto a landing above the cell. You guess that there's almost certainly some kind of mechanism on a landing on the roof of the cell. You climb up a set of stairs and into the stadium. You make your way around until you are on the roof of the cell. There you see a massive stone wheel and a set of pulleys. Assuming the rope could take the strain of the weight, then you're certain that turning the wheel would open the door to the cell. However, it looks pretty hard to move.

"I'm Rabe, and this is Friska."

Rabe motions above the cell.

"I think there's a platform up there with a rope on it. I have to imagine it opens the cell; if you can get up there I'll do what I can down here."

@MagakYou see the muscles tense along Magak's massive arms as you see the door to the prison slowly begin to rise. He lifts it about three feet off the ground and Rabe and Vrizz'ka manage to dive out of their cell.

You stand at the far end of the arena. Next to you there is a stone door which you see no obvious way to open. In the middle of the arena there is a small stone obelisk. Surrounding the arena is a series of stone seats. On the opposite side of the arena there is a door leading back to the cave with the pile of dead animal corpses and the wall painting.

What do you do?

Rabe scrambles underneath the door, and once he has cleared it he stands and brushes the dust from his knees. He looks up into the smirking face of Que, and embraces her in gratitude-filled bear hug.

"Thank you so much. ...I'm sorry, I guess I don't know what else to say. We couldn't have done that on our own, we owe our lives to you..."

Rabe looks back at the orc, his muscles still bulging from the effort of having lifted the door.

"And to you, too."

He turns back to Que.

"What are you doing here? ...Miara didn't send you, did she?"