[h3][color=7bcdc8]Roxas[/color][/h3]
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The elf looked to the door properly, giving a hum to herself before she grabbed her woodcarving set from her bag. She pulled it open and grabbed one of her larger shaving tools and went back to the door. Her hand moved to the places she figured the wood would be rotted, pressing her fingers into it just enough to see how freely it gave away. Once she found the first spot, she put her tools perpendicular to the spot, and raised the small mallet from her set she had also grabbed. Hopefully the other side wasn't trapped. 

If the spot gave away the way she hoped, she would continue to work on the rotten spots.