Fast forwarding a little bit....
Finding nothing of note in the living quarters, you return to the library room with three doors left unchecked. They lead east, west, and south.
Listening to the doors, through the west door you can hear a wind howling. This is similiar to the sound you heard earlier when you first entered the caves.
Ween is easily able to open the west door and you can feel a breeze billowing out from the corridor that is before you. Walking through the corridor, it twists and winds. There are torches lining the walls, although they are not lit. Occasionally along the walls there are small coves in which dwarven staues can be seen. These look like they could be worth something, if they were not too heavy to move.
It seems that you follow this corridor for hours, travelling far enough that it is hard to determine which direction you are actually heading and whether you have been getting higher in the mountain or deeper.
As you get to the end of this tunnel, it opens up getting higher and wider and you come to a door. Not just a door, but a large steel double door standing twenty feet high. The frame of the large door is encrusted with jewels and the door radiates a light of its own. Large letters adorn the door, written in dwarven.
Welcome to the Arena.
This masterwork of dwarven work amongst clan's shows our strength.
Those who enter here are welcome to participate or to watch the action.
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