The barkeeper is too busy mourning his smashed bottles of vintage ale wine and mead to reply to your demands.<br/><br/>However, one of the men in the bar, a lumberjack by the looks of it, points towards the boarded up cellar trapdoor.<br/>"It's not the nicest of ways but its the only way now. You're armed, you should make it."<br/>He moves over to the cellar trapdoor and attempts to kick it in.<br/>[Rolled 6]<br/>The man successfully kicks in the cellar trapdoor, unleashing a foul smell from within the passage.<br/>