The stone chamber you're in measures about ten paces square. Peeling paint and broken scrollwork suggest that it was once well-decorated, but now only dust remains. Three massive stone doors—one each to the left and right, and one directly across from the entrance—lead deeper into the tor. The doors are tightly locked and the rogues in the group were unable to open them.<br/><br/>While the rest of the place seems to be holding up well under the storm, with no leaks, no drips, and seemingly no response to the booming thunder, the huge doors seem weak, and tremble with every clap of strong thunder. Suddenly, during the midst of their discussion about watch and in conjunction with a particularly loud thunderclap, all three doors break open at once, falling from their doorways and crashing loudly into the room. Seconds later, the sounds of squeaking fill the air as a packs of rats swarm in from the largest doorway.<br/><br/>((Initiatives, please.))