Plane of Smoke - Teardrop Vessel
Theller moves to the door, working it with practiced skill and easing it open without even a squeak. Trivale slips past, taking a once-over on the room beyond. It's little more than a single spherical room at the center of the structure suffering a sweltering heat, obviously lacking any portholes or other openings to the outside beyond the regularly-spaced hatches, with naught but a single efreet wielding a flaming scourge calling out orders. As best as Trivale can tell, the heat emanates from a flaming sphere about three feet across suspended in the center of the teardrop, with a dozen of the ever-present pipes stretching out towards the walls.
Across these walls, on all surfaces, exhausted raptorans work the valves, suffering the occasional puff of released gas and many letting off horrid-sounding coughs every few moments. Though they all look horribly weakened by the horrendous temperature, and many bear the burning whip marks of the efreet's weapon, none look to have any injuries that wouldn't be curable with time. A small number of flame-haired dwarves, merely three in total, examine the pipeworksfrom a mechanics perspective, doing their best to guarantee the continued functioning of this massive item. However, to Trivale's eye, the efreet seems to be paying them almost as much attention as the raptorans, and with a closer look now, he can tell they seem to be none too happy to be here.
Theller passes a Disable Device check to get the door open quietly, Trivale passes his Stealth check and is still hidden, and he also passes a Sense Motive check as he evaluates the room.