"But do you think if we tried the door again that the lighting would shoot out? I mean. It came when you pulled the handle. Not when the boot was thrown at it. We could try kicking the door in." He grinned.
Spider looks over at Kuaidao, then back to Bard. "Hell, if you want to get toasted that badly, go for it. I can only guess what happened to trigger the trap. Maybe it is used up and is now safe to try again? I don't know. Just be careful."
Maja rolls her eyes, "Personally, I prefer to disarm traps rather than trip them until they break. I'm going to wait above and you can call out if it works. If I hear thunder I'll come down to check on you." She climbs back up the ladder rather than risk having to parry another lightning bolt - there are only so many urns around, and they're probably worth more when they aren't blown to pieces.
As this conversation was going on, Kuaidao walked over to the other door, the one that no-one had yet tried to open, and attempted to do so. As far as he was concerned, the first door they'd tried was the booby-trapped one. Process of elimination, and all that.
Bard cleared his throat and took a deep breath, as if about to shout out the door for being stubborn. But when Kuidao opened the other door, he let it all out with a huff. "Well.... I guess we could go the other way." He relented.
Maja pokes her head back down and seeing that no explosion of lightning has followed the opening of the door drops back down to the lower level and runs forward towards the new passage. "Well done! Okay, this time I'm going first so you don't fall into any more traps." She transforms into a fox in a quicksilver flash and bounds down the hallway without missing a stride.
As you head down the stairs, they finally come to a large double door made of stone with finely worked gold and orichalcum worked into it. There are handles that show you that the doors are supposed to open out towards you.
Maja pads down the stairs silently, ears pointing to and fro, until she reaches the ornate doorway. She examines the doorway by scent, sight, sound, and whisker, searching for seams, the scent or sound of mechanisms, air currents against her whiskers, signs of wear on the floor, walls, and doorway itself for hints of how it's usually operated, and perhaps even the faintest scent of those who opened it last still lingering undisturbed where they touched it so many centuries ago.
Maja is unable to sniff out any signs of others being there, since any scents have faded away long ago. Neither Spider nor Maja spot any signs of traps on the door, but that just means you haven't found any.
It is also quite clear to you that the doors are very heavy, and will require a lot of strength to open up.
Spider drops down to the floor and stretches, feeling her back pop as she does so. "It looks clear to me. I guess that the next step is to try and open up this son of a bitch and see what lies beyond. You guys with me?"