Kerric:

Since these Stone Masks like their secret doors so well, Kerric moves into the room and looks for hidden doors or passages other than the obvious one to the east.  Looking at the cloaks, he says, "If we wanted to impersonate the stone masks, we could grab those torches and put on the robes...or we could just keep sneaking."

Perception:  5

Thoroughly investigating the chamber reveals nothing

 T'chal'fronack'zcinicker looks around the area with a frown, "I wonder if the owner of the quarry acquired a permit before digging out these tunnels. I bet not. They probably didn't even have authorized workers dig these passages. Think the owner of the quarry made these?  Who else. We should question them after."  He walks over and pulls the door open.  "This door is not standard and probably doesn't meet any safety regulations."  He looks through the door.

Ebele will pad silently through the room as she’d listen to Kerric do his sweep and T complete his health and safety inspection. The monk would trip over the waterskin on the ground. Catching herself before she could fall, she’ll bend down to pick it up and with a shrug, she’ll add it to her supplies. Thinking further on Kerric’s suggestion, “Two of us take the lead with robes maybe? Even a little confusion Can go a long way.” Ebele would be willing to put on a robe. And although it may not be a stone mask, she technically already had one. And it could add to the confusion. 

Kerric:

"And I can take the other," says Kerric, checking the garment for vermin and shaking it out before donning it.  "You may want to check that waterskin to ascertain its contents, Ebele," he says, "for if they are cultists, there is no telling what foul liquid they may need for their ceremonies."  Looking at Ebele, he offers his elbow for guidance should she need it and states, "If we are ready, I can open the door."

When the others find their preferred places and indicate they are ready, Kerric will open the door.

opening the door you see a passageway continuing beyond your sight

Kerric:

”A long hallway ahead, Ebele, shall we proceed?” Kerric says as he moves slowly forward hidden by the heavy cloak.

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker startles a bit as Kerric and Ebele move past him down the hallway. He makes a "what am I chopped liver?" sort of motion with his hands, and then follows. 

"Is it tomorrow yet?"  He sighs heavily, his fingers fidgeting with a scroll case.

Kerric was wise and made a good point. Ebele would take a moment to inspect the cultist water skin with a sniff before she'd grab hold of the garment. Hearing the elf ruffle it before donning it, she would repeat the same routine.

Investigation of water if needed: 6 add 4 if you want perception
Does she sense Kerric's gesture to lead and/or Ts motion Perception: 12

Absolutely and utterly turned around, Ebele had donned the armour backwards and inside out. She also would not have registered Kerric's kind gesture to lead the blind monk down the passage way, nor would she be aware of T's disappointment. Should no one correct her, she would proceed to where she hoped the long hallway was the the elf was directing.

Taking up the rear of the group with Regyhs, Xalkas makes sure Ebele is headed the right direction with Kerric. 

Sixty feet beyond the stone door, the tunnel levels out. Two stone reliefs of stern dwarves in chain mail and carrying battleaxes face each other across the tunnel. The carvings stand out from the passage walls, and they have gaps around them, so they could be doors. The passage continues past them.

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker inspects the doors, "Well, no wonder the stone door wasn't safety qualified, it's ancient. Old standards. But...as tunnels go, if dwarves built this one, then it's likely not going to collapse, so that's good. You could probably get the tunnels post-safety reviewed and approved pretty quickly. Even inspectors understand that sometimes you need to make use of pre-existing structures. Of course there's usually an associated fee for such an inspection. These look like doors."  He tries to open the dwarven doors. 

both doors open easily

the south door opens on a passage going south before turning to the right at about 40 feet

the north door opens on a similar passage going north as far as you can see

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker glances around at the group, then walks north.

Kerric:

Noting T'chal's desire to move out ahead, Kerric takes of the cloak and offers it, saying, "If we want to maintain this ruse, the people in the front should wear the cloaks--is that your preference?"  The elf would rather not wear the garment anyway, as it is roughly made and might interfere with the draw of his Elven Curved Blade, 

‘Guess we’re headed to the left first’ Xalkas thinks with a shrug and follows the tiefling. He does still want to get his share of the treasure after all. 

after about 80 feet the passage turns to the right, you perceive it opening up about 50 feet from the turn

as you approach you catch the faint smell of rotting flesh

Kerric:

Silently drawing his blade as the scent of rot assaults his nostrils, Kerric prepares for battle.

Xalkas pulls out his book and flips through it quickly, “Here’s one I haven’t understood before” He says quietly to himself. Making sure to stay behind the elven warrior as the group approaches the room. 

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker looks to Kerric.  He looks down at himself, then back at Kerric, then motions his hand up and down himself. His horns, his wings, his devilish appearance. He whispers, "I'm not sure the cloak is going to work as a disguise for me. If it's a ruse we seek, please, take point. You know, if we.....had...." he grunts in frustration...glancing back at Rehgys...  "...nevermind.  Anyway, yes, lead." 

He waits for Kerric to lead past, then falls in line after him and Ebele.