You pause for a moment to contemplate using the knife as some sort of defensive weapon.

It’s really small, and pretty hard to use with your hooves. You could try using it with your mouth, but in a combat situation you’d be just as likely to wind up swallowing the thing by accident. And swallowing a blade isn’t a pleasant thought. No, it’s more of a utilitarian type of thing. And even within that, it’s probably not even sharp enough to cut a rope. What a hunk of crud!

Anyway, if you have to defend yourself, your hooves will likely do better than the knife on your multitool.

You put the key into the lock on the gate and turn it. The tumblers fall into place and the gate doors give way.

The structures behind the gate are more visible now. Archways hoof-made from stone line a short little trot before reaching a similarly fashioned stone building. It all has a very ancient feel to it, with cracked runes lining the sides. You don’t recognize the style of the stonework, though. Ancient architecture isn’t exactly your forte.

The building has no door. There may be stuff inside, but you can’t tell from this distance, as you haven’t taken another step forward yet.