An unsatisfactory look appeared on the black haired-young man's face as he tried opening the tall wooden door for the third time in a row. He felt the steely door knob twist almost eight times in one direction with seemingly no end, and sixteen in the opposite direction. Upon pulling the door, it budged not, and pushing it wasn't even an option. For as much strength as Tecka had the door was twice his size. Given that he'd be able to even tilt the door just a bit, forget trying to push it down. It seemed so aged that to open it would probably cause the hinges on the opposite side to break and fall off (given that they had suffered enough rusting). The resulting break would probably have such a large effect on the door, that it would fall upon him, causing slow pain and agony before an eventual slow death.
He sat down on the floor of the guild hall, legs crossed with one hand upon his knee and the other scratching the back of his head redundantly, slowly exhaling the deepest sigh he had ever let out among the other three he had ever exhaled in total. Tecka was told about the door, and partly of what would be behind such a large door. It would lead to the basement of the guildhall, and there was where he would have to find power. One that could prove to be greater than his own, as far as how to gain it; he wasn't given the best of guide manuals. His instructions for the most part revolved around finding the basement first, which he did, possibly. The whole description of the door, if he was given a description, was or better yet, wasn't given as if there was no intention for him to find it, but it had to be the way to the basement. The young man had spent all day searching each door within the guild hall, some leading to rather personal and/or unpleasant sights with accusations of peeping and threats, some with actual invitations to join-raunchy enough to make a man blush...either way no other door within the first floor of the guildhall was quite like this one was. None of this size, same make of older, detailed carved and laminated wood, and colored that same tint of light brown almost marble color in quality.
Someone dedicated quite the amount of time and resources to this section of the guild hall alone and Tecka was bound to find out more, he had to if he wanted to obtain the power his fellow guild mate spoke of. "There's more to this door, I know it. I just don't know what there would be more of." Remarked the young man, as he stood up from the floor, his spirit of determination re-ignited. He winded back his leg, preparing to launch a kick a the door. Like most people his solution was to simply beat things up if it hadn't worked, beat it until it did function properly. Before more animistic instincts had taken over, he noticed the one detail that seemed to make sense. Something so simple it was the easiest thing of all to miss. The door knob had a slot on it presumably meant for keys, "meaning the door is magical, meaning it needs a magical key.." He muttered aloud while slowly lowering his winded up leg, beginning to look around for a key or some sort. Most keys within buildings-publicly accessible ones were usually hung on walls or some sort.
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