Eyes slowly lolling around under heavy brows, Magnus tugged on his unruly beard, contemplating the matter in his own curious fashion.
Hidey holes...too small for a man...yes...searched...did they look for a man...or something else... Else? What else of worth...the tome...perhaps...why...man or tome...and how did they know...where is it from...
He stopped his rambling a moment and cocked his head as if to listen, then his eyes began to grow wide.
Safeguards circumvented...reagents doubled...and only from simple haste...fear..., he gesticulated wildly as he spoke, what if...what if the reagents...100 times...a 1000 times more...what if they were souls that could not depart...could you call a godling themselves...they...failed to subvert the crypt...yes...they need another...door...
By now the crazed dwarf was pacing madly about the room.
Dead one...dead one...what can he tell us...does he know his part in the pattern...a fellow traveler...does he know of Zal'Ekthees...but...there is no time to waste...
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Hurm, we're likely only to get 1 or 2 questions, so we better have some good ones. Anyone have any suggestions?
Then we can pack on over to this Donnervale House and check out the lay of the land?
Oh and what about transferring the enchantment, maybe best to assume it was taken care of during the downtime while Magnus studied?
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