Jacob's Job
In reply to Jacob (msg # 51):
"Politics being what it is, always handy me grandpappy, put this in. And I'll hold you to that promise, my king." And he yanks on a odd shaped brick in the wall which pulls out a door with a long unused screech. Its truly a crawling door, as to fit in, Sir Raive has to take off his sheathe for his sword, and so do you.
After the door is closed behind you, the group crawls downward into darkness and damp. Something slithers down here, but it decides to go away rather than contest your passage. And then blessedly, finally you feel the inner doorknob, and open the stone that hides the exterior exit just outside the town, and but yards from the edge of the swamp. Fresh air and starlight was never so wonderful.