Presuming that the others will be along, or not, Froth catches up with Rasim at the Blue door.
"Let's see if this one's trapped. Hopefully it's something good, like a bunch of spikes that swing down from the ceiling, or a massive explosion!"
"Please don't call on bad luck for us Froth." Rasim says with a sigh as he examines the door himself.
"Well, so far this crypt has been a bit dull. Would it have killed the makers to spice it up at least a little?"
"Be my guest in opening the door Froth, though I'd suggest trying to see if it's open before kicking it down."
Rasim smiles to himself as he says that
Froth rolls his eyes, or would if he had pupils to roll. "Why thank you, what a great suggestion. But perhaps, don't you think we should knock first?"
How they survived this far I'll never know ...
"Knocking on a dead man's door would only bring problems I'd say."
Rasim opens the door if it is unlocked and peers inside.
Froth stands ready with his sword held in both hands.
Froth starts singing to himself under his breath while Rasim works with the door.
"On the good ship, Lollipop, la la la. Dang. Forgot the words."