"Ay, ye won' regret it!" said Fox as he enthuisiastically shook my hand. The markings on his pile of scrolls suddenly vanished as new ones appeared on his rolls of blank parchment. I felt the power to perform the Haste spell vanish, but suddenly I felt like I could now jump from one skyscraper to another while wielding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other. As strange as it sounds, the sensation seemed oddly familiar.
"Let's go do stuff now," said Uberbob. "There's adventure to be had, items to be found, and Araches to be fondling!"
Leetzan scowled at him, but he didn't seem to notice, as he was now poking around the large stone door to the North. Mysterious glowing runes lined the sides of its arch, just like the ones we encountered on the one-way door of Unfooruman's lair. I stepped up to the doorway; as I approached, I felt a cold wind on my back. It almost seemed to be pushing me in. I couldn't see very far beyond the doorway, but something was telling me not to go in.
"Let's go in!" exclaimed Uberbob.
"Shouldn't we think about it first?" Fawriel inquired nervously. "This is one of those situations where a second opinion seems-."
"A fine point, my loyal ferrety friend," Uberbob interrupted. "Fooruman, dazzle us with your wisdom!"
"In the end, we are all like Mr. Magoo," the archmage declared. "When we can't see, we call walls 'ma'am.'"
"That sounds like a 'yes' to me!" said Uberbob. Before anyone could stop him he walked through the door. The rest of us weren't so eager.
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