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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gray Shade" data-source="post: 2739763" data-attributes="member: 32340">Master Dongle removed his gloves and rubbed some grit and dust between his hands to dry them.  He then went to work, moving one step at a time down the curling stairwell.  I stood behind him five steps, with an Everburning torch to light our way.After thirty steps, he stopped, and with a pleased expression, withdrew his tools to deactivate a trap.  It was a classic.  The stairs dislodge and all turn to slopes so that anyone in the stairwell would slide quickly to the bottom, where, presumably they would be met with a deep hole bottomed by cruel spikes.  Master Dongle cut a few key wires in a hidden mechanism and soon we were able to walk down the stairs at a brisk pace, unconcerned of traps.At the bottom of the stairs, he disarmed the pit trap, which, in classic style awaited us, and then peered into the darkness of a long wide hall.  The torch did nothing in a room this size, but make us a target for anything in there, so I quickly stashed it back in my cumberbun.  My last sight was Master Dongle pulling his gloves back on.I felt against the wall of the staircase with one hand, and put the other on my master's back, to orientate myself.  It was completely black now.  I heard the click of Dongle switiching to the darkvision lenses of Penfold's Precisionating Perceptivator into place.*     *     *You are in a stone hall about forty feet across.  You're not sure how long it is as you cannot see the far end.  There are pillars about every twenty feet near the walls.  You hear nothing except Brabinger's calm breathing behind you.</blockquote>

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