Rome
Rome smiled Revali’s way before drawing his sword. “As long as you can promise not to blow us up again…” He begins, honestly still a little salty from the aforementioned incident. “You can use the flame enchantment of my blade to create the fire you desire… or, as long as the liquid on the floor isn't combustible, I can always do a spinning slash with the enchantment, though everyone would probably need to step out if we risk that.”
Mipha
"Dangerous places can still claim the lives of seasoned adventurers. Experience may help your odds of survival, but not all places are made the same. As you will note, this place is not a temple of fire or a mountain nor it is a lake. It comes with its own dangers that we know nothing of, yet. Please, do not take our warnings as criticism. It is our utmost desire to want us all to be alive, here." Mipha speaks of Gatu's circumstances with kindness, but a firm concern.
She looks at her hand once again, "I don't know what it was that I felt, but i can check again to see." She moved to where she was before, searching for the substance. When she thought she caught a glimpse of it, she lowered herself further to see what it might be. A soft gasp leaves her person. "This is...this is blood."
She drew her hand back and clutched it to her chest. "This place has been visited before us."
Irina
Irina touches the wolf's head when he tries to comfort her, and looks around the room with the torches and platform.
She listens to the conversation while trying to look for something they may have missed in the room. Then she remembers something --She has the lantern from earlier, so she lights it up. "My lantern still has some oil, but not much more. We can decide whether we want to use it for the torches or to continue providing light."
When Mipha discovers what the substance is, Irina gasps and widens her eyes, covering her mouth with the hand that is not holding the lantern. Just like she remembers, this place is a nightmare.
Gatu
_Gatu goes over to where Mipha is to investigate the blood with the lighting of his torch to see it better. He kneels down and touches it before bringing to his mouth to sniff it, then taste it before spitting it out to the side. He stands up soon after wards with a concerned look on his face._
"It's blood, defiantly not oil. Hylian. From how dark it is yet still some bright red areas in it from when it was drawn either willing or not, I'd say this splotch has been here for about two- maybe three days." _Gatu says, before turning to Mipha and puts a gentle hand of comfort on her to ease her anxiety of this disturbing discovery._ "I never said I took your warnings for criticism. You and the others have seen your share of battles, I am sure of it. I was merely explaining I have as well, and expressed not to be underestimated. My friend, were he here right now, would vouch for me in... less than pleasant words I feel after everything the two of us have been through."
_Taking his hand back gently from Mipha, he looks around to the others._
"The soot here is much like the blood, about two or three days old from the feel of how powdery, yet crisp and settled it is. There are no signs of oil other than in the standing metal braziers that need to be lit to activate the door. I have a spell my friend taught me that should open it. I'll need you all to move back and up the stairs some so you don't get hit by the spell, since it has a bit of a range to it."
Mipha
Mipha had to look very carefully, for the briefest of moments, to determine if Gatu had touched with the same hand he'd touched the blood with. Not only that, but she hadn't met one that would also taste it, as well. As encouraging as his words were intended to be, her mind was currently flooded with what she'd just witnessed.
"This room is rather small. If we need to stand back, we don't have enough clearance. I think I would prefer a more measured approach to the opening of this door. We've already been through a circumstance with fire in enclosed spaces."
Revali
Revali "I stand by my solution and we're here now because of it. From here until the end of time," he pointed out to Rome in defense of his wonderfully explosive idea from earlier. "So, I'm not going to share it again because its greatness is just too much for this room."
Red chimes in jokingly, "The room is too small to really capture its essence."
"Exactly! That is exactly right. So, its brilliance will remain contained in my quiver. So, we have two people who can use fire. Let's see wha the new guy has up his sleeve and if we manage to survive, I won't be the only one to have lit anyone on fire anymore."
Link
Wolf Link watches the scene unfold silently. Had he Din's Fire, and had the room been empty, this would have been an easy task for him, but none of those facts are true. He steps back towards to give space to the stranger and crouches low. He muses to Mipha, "This would be a good moment for your brother's water protection."
Gatu
_Once everyone clears out of the way and gets back into the staircase tunnel that takes them back outside the the graveyard so they're out of range, Gatu taps into his Magic to create a simple spectral sword that swirls with shades of blue with a predominate white core through it. Getting in a slight crouch, he concentrates energy into it as sparkles and swirls of blue and fiery orange travel up the spectral sword's blade to culminate at the tip before he thrusts it skywards._
*"Bombos!"*
_Eruptions of fire swirl around Gatu and spread out from around him from where he is stationed on the platform, creating several beads of light that each take up one of the situated and inset metal firepit torches, before then exploding in mini-fireballs in unison; managing to light the torches all at once._
Spoof
As the flames erupt and the torches ignite, the fire flares violently — but the heavy stone doors do not open.
Instead, the flames gutter strangely, as if the temple resists the force applied to it.
Revali
"Huh. That was a neat trick." Revali watched the torches light and then turned his attention to the door expectantly. He could heard it moving and then...nothing?
"Now we know fire can make the door open, but in this case, it hasn't." He grumbles. "I still don't think my option is going to work here. But, we can't give up. The remainder of our goal is just past here. Others were here before us, right? Maybe they had something to do with this."
Red wasn't liking how this was unfolding. "Is this room going to trap us in here?' He didn't know that was a possibility, but it was a plausible thought. "We can at least get back out the way we came in if anything happens, maybe."
Mipha
Mipha chuckled. "My brother would be pleased to have heard you say that. He knows how useful it is and would want to try it out at any given moment."
Thankfully, there'd be no need for any protection spells as the torches were lit without fanfare and the door should be opening in a few moments. Or...maybe not.
"I wouldn't put it past this place to try and close in on us, but if that's the case, I don't suspect others would have made it through the door if that was the case. That and I believe we'd see evidence of that." She was still minding her hand when she gave it one last look. "We do have a wolf among us." Turning to face him, she kneeled down and extended her hand. "Would you mind giving this blood a sniff. I only ran into a small amount, but maybe there's more here?"
Link
The wolf whines when the room erupts in flames. He looks expectantly at the door, but then looks to the rest of the party.
He listens to Mipha's request and gives her an approving nod. He walks back into the room and looks around, then sniffs around the torches, then finally sniffs the blood in Mipha's hand. His eyes close as he tries to identify it, and also identify from where it came from. He follows the scent to the part of the floor where Mipha originally found it and sniffs it again, this time getting a better signature of the scent so that it doesn't mix with Mipha's scent.
Irina
Still affected by the uncertainty of whose blood that is, Irina approaches the torches and observes them.
"We have sticks and oil... Maybe we can light the sticks and have several people try to light the torches." She turns to the door, "Or maybe we can try forcing the door open. If we can get some water under it, I can freeze it. That might push it up just enough to get through."
She looks around the group, "Any other ideas?"
Spoof
Several scents are present in the room, each with their own familiarity and flavor, wafting past one another with exception to one. A trail emerges and then a pattern. At their bases, a few torches are tinged with a scent the others do not share.
Link
Wolf Link stops at the torches that have the distinct scent. He pauses, pointing his nose at them. He walks around the circle of torches and then signals to the group the ones that have the unique scent. His ears flicker then he says something to the group. "These... torches. They have been tinged with the blood that the princess found."