Waving One's Stick at a Moist Innuendo

In the morning, the party was ready.  Shitanya heaved her makeshift doorstops out of the way, and they made their way down a randomly selected hole.

It was a wide, moist hole, which looked as though it had been used regularily by many of the locals.

At the end, was a small obstruction which seemed intended to simply block one's view of what lay beyond said hole.

Ash waved a stick at it for a bit, the party debated, and, eventually, Shitanya walked around, saw a door, and smashed it.