While approaching the door Felmar sniggered. "Rockmar, you think that will rouse the good Father? My god, that man wouldn't open the door for anything less than the rapture." Felmar knelt near the door and started tapping on it. "There's a trick I learned after a good while here. They may have been able to build stable houses but doors were never their forte." 

The feeble looking merchant stood up again and started breathing heavily before smashing his boot against the wood. It took a few seconds after before the door made a clicking sound and slowly opening. The group were greeted by the Father, "Felmar! I told you to stop kicking my door!"