"Shit-" Fujin curses, seeing the hand from the debris. He urgently barks out "Three, Toot! Get over here!" while he sprint-hobbles over as quickly as his stout dwarvish legs will let him. He immediately starts to move any heavier rocks first to take the weight off of the guides as quickly as possible in an attempt to get them some air.

Athletics: 9

"Aww~ I was almost able to figure these things out!" Three complained, but nevertheless maneuvered her way around to the debris pile to at least have a look at things. With a closer look at the uncovered hand(assuming Fujin hadn't accidentally reburied it), her expression turns serious as she joined in on the effort of uncovering the pair while Fujin focused on displacing the weight of the debris. "Hold on Kitties! We'll get you out of there wickety split!"

-Athletics: 23.

Observing that Fujin isn't able to get the leverage he needs, Rivon hands him a crowbar to help him clear the rubble.

Fujin quickly takes the crowbar and starts prying at the more stubborn pieces of rock.

(Second Roll of Advantage) Athletics: 13

Shere starts digging around the arm towards where he thinks the head is

After a few minutes of digging from Fujin (with help with a crowbar from Rivon), Three, and Shere the guides, Flask and River, are freed from the rubble a little worse for wear but still in one piece.

"Whew, thanks for the help guys. That fall took us completely by surprise." says River as he starts patting himself down to make sure he's alright. "Flask, are you alright?" Flask also is checking her body making sure that she's in good condition. Both have some scrapes and cuts from some of the rubble and bruising is already starting to show on both. They then start coughing slightly as the noxious air starts filling their lungs. Flask then says, "I'm good. Not sure about the air in here though." Looking at Fujin, who is the one that actually helped her out, she says "Thank you."

"Yea, it's uh... getting a little tricky, ain't it?" Three admitted a little breathlessly. But rather that was from the work or the issues with the air quality is hard to say. "We found like, uhh... a keyhole -- well, Shere did, and Mr. Riverz fiddled with it a bit, but no dice there yet." The Hybrid carried on before giving a nonplussed shrug. "There was something about finding a key too earlier I think? But man oh man! All we found was a stick or something off the little toys."

"We could, take a rrest, the hut I make would filterr the airr"

"Give me ten minutes" He says considering the poison, Shere ritually casts tiny hut making sure they have access to the key hole and the door to open.

"Now trry, the staff in the hole"

"Aie, don't be mentionin' it lass." Fujin gives Flask a wink as he gives her a hand, helping her stand up.

He walks into the hut after Shere and can't help himself but respond with "HAH! That's what she be sayin'."

Three snickered as well; but then, after a few moments of silence, her eyes go wide at an epiphany!  "I didn't know you were a girl, Shere! No wonder why you're so fluffy and look so, so, so, SO huggable!" She exclaimed, smiling brightly with eyes alight with newfound wonder.

As you take a short rest inside the Hut, someone uses the key to open the doors. As the doors swing open you see:

 
The stone walls of this corridor are carved to resemble a stack of bamboo-like logs. The passage slopes down from a single door on its western leg, the lintel of which has been crafted to represent a stylized cavern entrance. It leads to double doors of beaten bronze, worked to resemble a forest of seaweed.

The air in the next area still seems to be hazy with gas.

Rivon moves to the front of the group, checking for traps as he silently moves ahead.

Stealth (while moving silently): 29

Perception: 18

Investigation: 23

Seeing Rivon move on ahead, Three fell back on habbit and made to follow ONLY after the halfling gave the group the go ahead to do so. Because for better or for worse, she wasn't exactly the most soft footed individual, and her own curiosity would see her distracted half-way down the hall anyhow. "Do you think they gassed up the whole place?" She stage whispers to whichever members of the party had stayed back/in the hut.

The dwarf takes after Three's direction, trusting her synergy with Rivon is strong considering they go far back, or at least farther back than Fujin does with this group. He replies with his attempt at speaking how three is projecting, although it's less of a stage whisper and more just him quietly whisper-shouting since he really has no idea what a stage whisper even is. "AIE... THAT'S SEEMS LIKE IT'S BEIN' LIKELY BY THE LOOKIN' OF IT... I'D BE VOLENTEERING TO DELVE DEEPER INTO THE POISIONLY DEPTHS BY MESELF IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE FACT THAT I'M ABOUT AS QUIET AS A TEMPLE BELL OF MILIL..."

While likely losing track of Rivon, Fujin is still trying to keep an eye out on where he would be to hopefully spot any unkindly looking bastards that might want to make our halfing into its own second breakfast.

Perception (Darkvision 60ft): 20