"Fall in, men! We march tonight on their wickedness! Prepare yourselves for battle!"<br/><br/>An eclectic group makes their way towards the dungeon entrance. Daood and Zee both number among the group of six. At the lead, a much more lightly armored human fighter, who still carries around him and aura of righteousness and courage, the human behind him charismatically giving orders to the group, directing them around. A female halfing lurks near the sides, keeping an eye on everything at once, and an elven woman stays near the back, her bow out and ready, an arrow in hand. All of them are armed, as Daood leads them to where they encountered the tendriculos.<br/><br/>"Here... here is where we faced it." "Aye, and that must be the lair, beyond. Watch yourselves, and stand resolute. The forces of the light shall not falter!"<br/><br/>(EDIT: Realized afterwards that I really didn't DO anything, so I'll add more.)<br/><br/>The party advances cautiously on the front door, picking their way among the spikes in the ground. The halfling investigates the door, carefully, spotting the hidden lock, disabling it with practiced ease, peering inside. She misses the pit trap, and, unless a guard is present, opens the door and gestures for them to enter.