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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6767551" data-attributes="member: 6777052">"Do we need to know the source of the humming noise down yonder?" wondered BoldItalic."Oh, yes," agreed Clotbert, and declaimed "'Tis folly to rush headlong into the unknown" as if he was reciting something he had learnt, which indeed he was."What we need," suggested Rylnethaz, is someone to creep stealthily down the eastern passage and investigate," and here he stared hard at Fingers."You mean, tread carefully along the passage alert for loose stones and tripwires, peer round the next corner, glance into the chamber full of demons practicing some hideous sacrificial rite but conveniently all with their backs turned, then come back and tell you about it, all in the dark?" asked Fingers"Exactly. I knew you were right for the job."Fingers scratched the back of one ear thoughtfully for a while. "Is is true that elves can see in the dark?", he asked artlessly."Yes, and?"Fingers grared defiantly at Clotbert, then BoltItalic, then back to Clotbert again. Then he shrugged, screwed up his eyes tightly and said "Alright, turn me into an elf, then.""Er, it's not exactly my ...""Um, Myrristra forbids it. Yes, definitely, I've read it somewhere. Thou shalt not turn halflings into elves."Rynethaz sighed. "If you want a job done, ..."They walked carefully down the eastern passage, two-by-two, with Rylnethaz and BoldItalic leading the way. BoldItalic tapped the flagstones with the end of his staff as they went along, because he remembered that in the stories that his grandfather had told him, that was what people did. Tap, tap, tap.[ TAP! TAP! TAP! roared the audience ]They side-stepped a suspiciously square flagstone with a large red circle painted on it. As they did so, a disembodied voice from somewhere far above them said something like "Darn!" but in a strange language that none of them knew. Clotbert felt a tingle in his spine, as if he was in the presence of some potent deity, but didn't mention it to the others.The passage grew wider. Passing through a pair of great bronze doors that stood open, they found themselves on a small gallery overlooking a great cavern. The floor was far below them, the vaulted roof was far above, and the walls were out of sight in a mist that filled the cavern. The humming noise seemed to be coming from a row of huge grey things the size of whales, except they weren't whales. It wasn't obvious what they were, but they definitely weren't aquatic mammals. Here and there, gnomes in sunshine-yellow overalls and white helmets were busying about doing incomprehensble things, peering into crystal windows and pushing levers, or polishing brassy columns with greasy rags.To one side of the gallery where the four adventurers stood in amazement there was a walkway like a castle parapet, running around the wall of the cavern. They followed it for a short way and came to a ramp that led upwards to another segment of the parapet. Painted on the ramp was the word 'N W O D'. BoldItalic studied for a moment, then turned round and bent down, trying to read it between his legs. Now it said 'CI O M N', which wasn't much better. "Perhaps it's a secret password?" suggested Clotbert.</blockquote>

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