The door handle and lock seemed to hang in the air, sticking out of the door frame without a door to support it.
“Now, that’s one way to bypass a lock, just remove the door. Why don’t you ever do that?” Alianora asked Nimble with a smirk.
“Funny…” Nimble skulked toward the door frame. He grunted as he approached it. “There is a door here, it’s just… clear.”
Rathgar scrunched his face “Why would someone make a clear door in a dungeon?”
“Might have been an accident” Feris mused. “Maybe a miscast enchantment? Perhaps they were trying to make it seem like there wasn’t a door there…”
Nimble finished examining the door frame, handle, and lock while Feris’ quiet exploration of the multiple ways magic could have gone wrong continued in the background. Finally, in exasperation he tapped on the clear surface with the pommel of his dagger. “I think it’s glass.”
“Who puts a glass door in a dungeon?”
Feris opened his mouth to answer, then paused, and shrugged.