The Fifth Delve
"If this door was closed, and still is, then there's little reason to suspect it will open without our help and therefore represents little risk in having it behind us. We should definitely explore all avenues through the catacombs and beyond until we hcave exhausted all those ways as either fully explored, impassable or as yet beyond our abilitties, to wit, a dragon would most certainly count. And, thank you for the civility. I apologise for my short temper." He smiles at the self-referance pun about his height. "At that point we should return to tackle this door and beyond. And, again, my temporary amnesia is a source of aggravasion to me. I hope not so much to cause you all concern or frustration. I just need some things refreshing in my mind."
He turns to Pock, "Hello, my dear gone. I didn't mean to ignore you. Pock, if I recall. Well, how do you mean, a stink about the door? Literally, like old socks? Or figuratively, like an arguement?"