As the taverners peered past the door, they saw past it a large room. Lit by a ring of candles, the room had runes etched into the walls and a big pentagram on the floor. In the center of the room a creature stood, wearing a heavy, face-conceiling robe. It was tall, and guant. It turned, and said, to thin air "Your illusion does not fool me." You are in this room. A fox appeared, dropping from invisiblity. It was light blue and... wait, didn't I already describe him? He drew his sword, which was made of wood. He ran forwards and started to run circles around the figure. Unseen to the figure, but seen to the taverners, a line of footprints appeared, leading to the figure. The figure casted a spell, and a fireball shot toward the fox. It passed through him. A foot from the mage, the fox really became visible, and the illusionary fox disapeared. The fox put his sword to the mage's neck and said "not good enough. You lose."