Cyril looked at the puzzle in deep thought. "Should I light the oil?"
Cyril casts mage hand from a safe distance on one of the torches, and uses the spell to light the boiling oil; hoping for a positive result.
The torch turns and one of the cauldrons light up with a blue glowing. Lighting the oil makes a fire. You can activate the torch to the right or left.
Cyril mage hands the torch to go left.
The flames ignite and shoot up. Luckily not back into the hallway.
"Try it again. Center, right then left. I am glad we dont have to be in there!"
Cyril nodded, casting mage hand again, then trying Saronis's sequence.
With the sequence done correctly, the center wall with the torch moves back like a door. The secret door reveals a staircase down...
Cyril takes point after getting past the simple fires. You come down to find a reception room with sofas, pillows, tapestries, and rugs. There are some unique statues around the room depicting nude succubi in certain erogenous positions. The statues are on pedestals and all would be tiny. A door on the far side of the room looks very sturdy with reinforced oak. A simple wooden door is to the left.
Cyril looks for Saronis's gear behind the simple wooden door. Then the wizard examines the sturdy oak door, casting detect magic as well.
There is a trap on the door exploding runes. The door is locked and the lock itself has a few needles inside it.
"Damn." Cyril cursed. "Again, my lack of knowledge of the dispel magic spell has vexxed me again. I can't remove the exploding runes without it. We may have to activate the trap to remove it. Hopefully your gear isn't right behind it, Saronis."
He offers, "You want me to take the brunt of the spell?"
"If you will be aright with the act", Cyril answered, concern on his face. Both men were sublime, but pain still existed in damage.
Saronis stepped forward and touched the door being blasted back a few feet and taking the damage.
The wizard rand to help the elven fighter. "Saronis! Are you alright?"
He coughs but states, "All good, be healed up soon."
He growls... "I am picking up a scent, pheromones, something is in heat. It is flowing out of the cracks of the door..."