“Huh.” Tavah said absentmindedly to himself as his search for traps caused him to stumble across a partially hidden hatch in the floor.  Moving over to it, he checked it over for any signs of recent use, potential locks, or even traps.  “Looks like there is a door to a… what is the word?”  The barbarian fumbled with his announcement for a moment, recalling one of the terms he only encountered among civilized towns where there was enough wealth or practicality to dig an underground chamber to a building.  “Ah.  Cellar.  There is a door to a cellar over here.”<br/><br/>Before he could investigate it any further, Ada announced to approach of another group approaching.  Putting the hidden door in the back of his mind for the moment, Tavah casually moved to the sorcerer’s side just as he stepped through the doorway rolling his shoulder along the way.  It reflected well on Ada’s character in the barbarian’s mind in how he addressed the situation directly rather than sneak around in an attempt to observe.  Given the amount of wagons, horses, and people that made up their group it only would have been a waste of time and possibly put a neutral party on their guard.  Plus, Tavah was more than happy to put the chips on the table and see how the newcomers felt about their presence.<br/><br/>Standing just as plainly in the illumination of the magical light, he held himself in an at-ease stance of casual indifference and curiosity.  Should the need arise, the handle of his massive sword was already primed to be drawn as a result of the shoulder roll that has become second nature to him allowing the hilt to shift in the position where he would know exactly where to reach for it.  In the meantime, Tavah looked over the newcomers to determine their disposition and armaments.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception check on hatch: 5+6=11<br/>Perception check group: 12+6=18<br/></div></div>