Dragon quickstep

[Corwin]

Actually, most curses can be taken down with divine will, from what I remember, so I'll try that first. If it's a super special curse, I'll progress to spells.

[Anastasia]

That'll work, just needed to know.

The curse fades away to your will.

You examine the sack. It's easy to miss until you get right there, a magical aura leaks out from the sack's mouth. It's a portal. An entryway to somewhere, a plane. A demiplane. However, your superlative skill in such things lets you notice something. It's broken and one way. You can go in but you can't get out.

Far harder to do than it sounds, too. Either someone did this on purpose or things fell just so to set it up. Looks like the latter and that means on top of it that the entire entrance to the demiplane is likely fragile and unstable.

[Corwin]

She'll have fun researching it later! For now, Seira just takes it along with the valuables in the room and then explores the trap door!

[Anastasia]

How are you taking it with you?

Your arcane lore notes that putting a possibly unstable demiplane in a portable hole is a terrible idea, explosively so.

[Corwin]

It's a sack, right? I'll fold it regularly, like clothes after a wash, and then I'll put it in a pocket. If the sack is much larger than I imagine, I would like to use Shrink Item on it if I don't think it would harm the enchantment.

[Anastasia]

However, there's a gigantic sack that was covered by statues. About as large as several Hannas, a massive thing far larger than you.

From the description. It's gigantic. Shrink item should be okay in theory, but if the demiplane's unstable it could be dicey.

[Corwin]

Seira creates a backpack with her powers, and just folds the sack like one would clothes. Nothing magical or otherwise unusual on the sack itself, but Seira does draw air from within the sack's folds even as she covers it with an air-tight seal.

Let's make a vacuum storage bag!

[Anastasia]

Done and done. You have a backpack with a sack within.

[Corwin]

And so Seira explores the trap door!

[Anastasia]

Not trapped, but jammed. Not lightly, either. Jammed hard, like something's interfering with it swinging open and up. The hinges are nothing but pure rust, you note.

[Corwin]

Seira disintegrates them altogether, while keeping a strong grasp of the door. Then, once nothing connects it to the floor anymore, she tries pulling it open with her ridiculous strength!

[Anastasia]

The door comes right off. Yet barely half a dozen feet down semi solid rock crackles, seams of red magma in black stone.

[Corwin]

Seira studies the gap, blinking. Surely there is more to it? Then again, she could dive into the magma-- no, it'd take too much time. She confirms there's nothing to be spotted or any sneaky magical auras, and if there's nothing else to it replaces the trap door.

[Anastasia]

There is a magical aura. The magma's enchanted, rich with the energies of Fire. This heat if directly applies can scorch even fire immune creatures.

It's not rare to find a vein of it. Not common either, but it's usually an intense blue color for the heat. Not always of course, Fire has so many varieties of flame.

[Corwin]

Nice, if a bit of a dangerous weapon to its owners. Seira decides to put the trap door back and then heads back out of the eastern room to the small junction to choose the door to the west with all the metal scrap.