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 For a moment you carefully look over the chest. It is of a heavy construction, made of thick oak and banded by iron straps that come together against a large padlocked plate of a darker metal. Such a lock is not beyond you, but the inscribed glyphs that cover the plate tell you there is nothing good to be found here. This is a trap, made to look like a strongbox or personal chest, but actually the prison of some demented spirit, waiting for a curious hand to open it. Given the opportunity whatever is inside would kill you. It will be better to leave it alone.
Sheathing your sword, you pick up the items you have collected and move over to the door in the eastern wall. The door is secured with a large iron rod, which proves heavy though you find it can be removed easily. Opening the door you carefully survey the hallway and find it to be deserted. Without hesitation you step out.
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