AtomGray
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Ritual Chamber:
Understanding that it wasn't safe here, you start to make your way out of the ritual chamber. Looking for the portcullis that Varis had opened, a couple of you make it through safely when suddenly the gate slams shut all by itself, as if possessed. Although Varis's efforts made it easier to pull the portcullis back up again, it's still a distraction and wasting precious time that you could use to be getting out.
Benson quickly flings his pack from his back onto the dry stone edge on the other side of the portcullis. "Oh, no" he says angrily, like he would if he were correcting the behavior of a riding horse who starts to buck and fight. "This is not how this is going to work -- we are not dying in here."
He pulls the crowbar from his pack, jams it through the rungs of the gate and between the bricks in the wall, and begins to lift with all his might. The door seems stuck, as if held down by an invisible hand, but then slowly begins to lift.
"Go!" he tells his trapped companions through gritted teeth. They have to crawl, but the stunt works and only after the last of his friends make it under does he let the gate splash back down.
"Let's move!" Benson says, grabbing his pack and running up the corridor.
Understanding that it wasn't safe here, you start to make your way out of the ritual chamber. Looking for the portcullis that Varis had opened, a couple of you make it through safely when suddenly the gate slams shut all by itself, as if possessed. Although Varis's efforts made it easier to pull the portcullis back up again, it's still a distraction and wasting precious time that you could use to be getting out.
Benson quickly flings his pack from his back onto the dry stone edge on the other side of the portcullis. "Oh, no" he says angrily, like he would if he were correcting the behavior of a riding horse who starts to buck and fight. "This is not how this is going to work -- we are not dying in here."
He pulls the crowbar from his pack, jams it through the rungs of the gate and between the bricks in the wall, and begins to lift with all his might. The door seems stuck, as if held down by an invisible hand, but then slowly begins to lift.
"Go!" he tells his trapped companions through gritted teeth. They have to crawl, but the stunt works and only after the last of his friends make it under does he let the gate splash back down.
"Let's move!" Benson says, grabbing his pack and running up the corridor.