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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1305680" data-attributes="member: 11574">Answers?"Oh no, now I'll have to listen to them bicker for months. Thanks, you've been a big help." The doorman sarcastically tells TharhackIgnoring the man, Tharhack starts gouging out hand and footholds into the wall behind the illusionary ladder."Aw, no be a good tate, and through down some rope for our visitor. Hurry before she wakes up."  the sultry voice commandsTharhack watches as the small creature disappears from the hole, and seconds later a rope is lowered down the edge of the hole. "You may climb good sir, my tate will not attack you, do please join me. It has been years since my last visitor." states the same breathy voiceTharhack tests the rope for strength, and then begins his forty foot climb up the threaded hemp. Reaching the top, Tharhack quickly pulls himself over the lip, and rolls to his right twice. Rising to his feet about five feet from the hole, Tharhack takes in the room's sights.Two pulsating semi-transparent globes dominate most of the room, the globes have about a nine foot circumference. The ceiling of the room is lost in the darkness above the globes, in the right globe stands the most beautiful human Tharhack has ever seen. Dark hair cascades down her bare shoulders, the woman wears a fine dress inlaid with gold and platinum. The fabric is like nothing he's ever seen, the pattern on the dress seems to shift as the woman moves about within the globe. The woman smiles at Tharhack as his eyes pan over her. In-between the globes stands the little white menace, who's attacks Tharhack can still feel. The left globe contains a woman, whose hair is a vibrant reddish-orange. Like the color of the setting sun, she lays on her back on the globe's floor, asleep. This woman wears a very sheer, almost transparent negligee.As Tharhack views the left globe, a soft bluish light begins to grow behind the white monkey. Tharhack's vision pans to the far side of the room, as ghostly apparitions begin to appear. Old, young, male, female, different races, different professions. The apparitions fill the back of the room, all one-hundred fifty eight of them. "Free me." The woman in the right globe, whose voice is the same sultry one he had just heard. "Free me, so that I may leave this accursed place.""Why are you here?" Tharhack asks his voice echoes through the ghosts almost as if the ghosts themselves mouthed the same words."It's a very long story, I shall tell it to you once I can feel the wind in my face, the touch of another, and the smell of a lover." replies the woman on the right"Who are you?" Tharhack asks, as his words come back as countless other's voices from the ghosts"My name is Lorilei, and I have been forced to remain here for almost two centuries. Please free me." Lorilei pleads"Who is she?" Tharhack asks pointing at the sleeping woman, his reply echoes from the ghosts again"No one of consequence, just some tart who tried to usurped the love of my life form me. She's the reason I'm like this. In her spiteful heart she made a bargain, that as long as she was alive, I would be imprisoned here. Never again to see my lover's face, how I long to be back in his arms." Lorilei responds"If you've been here for two hundred years, why hasn't she died yet?" Tharhack inquires"She must be a fey or something like that, some imaginably long lived race. She sleeps while I exist in this torment." Lorilei replies"What's with all the ghosts?" This question from Tharhack does not echo back from the ghosts"They all made the wrong choice, and she killed them for it." Lorilei responds"What choice is that?" Tharhack asks, a small echo is heard from the ghost gallery"I don't know, I do not know what is in the room above me, the mechanism to release me is up there. It will release both of us at the same time." Lorilei responds"Why does your pet attack all your potential rescuers?" Tharhack asks with no echo"He is extremely protective, and he is not a pet. He is a gift from my lover, and he never ages." Lorilei replies"What's the man in the door's story?" Tharhack's question echoes back at him"He is her lover, when he spurned her for me, he was locked inside the door, never dying and always regenerating as long as he remains in the door." Lorilei answers"So he's your lover?" Tharhack asks with about half the normal echoes"No, he is a foolish boy, who thought that I would leave my lover. Sometimes the grass is dead on the other side, and you can't go back." Lorilei replies"Is Emthur you lover?" Tharhack asks with very few echoes"Ha! that foolish old man, never understood what a terrible plague he is very close to releasing upon the world. He only got out of here because he cheated, have you managed to kill him?" Lorilei's hatred for Emthur shown through her soft breathy voice."In a way, he's more than dead." Tharhack replies"What's that supposed to mean?" Lorilei answers"What's this great treasure the man downstairs was referring to?" Tharhack asks dodging Lorilei's question, and all the ghosts echo back this question."So you've come thinking you can liberate it? Is that so? There is no treasure, only a curse that will destroy the world. He tells people that just to get them up here, hoping they'll release is precious woman. And, they all believed him, look where they are now." Lorilei replies pointing towards the ghostly host"If she's such a powerful wizard, why didn't she just kill you, and be done with it." Tharhack asks"She's sadistic, she wishes to drive me mad with boredom and her incessant singing. To her this is a much more fitting end than death." Lorilei answersTharhack walks around the hole and over to the left side of the room, getting with twenty feet of the red headed woman."Don't wake her please, she'll never stop talking, besides she'll only try and get you to leave us alone." Lorilei pleadsTharhack gets to within ten feet of the left globe, he can see the deep breathing of the sleeping woman, he also notices that the temperature has risen a good amount the closer he gets to the left globe. Tharhack can feel the very warm floor through his boots. Tharhack looks back at Lorilei, and watches as she turns to face him, and her dress changes patterns once again. Tharhack can't help but watch the hypnotic dance of the hues and designs on the dress. "What do I have to do?" Tharhack asks, the echo from the ghostly gallery is the loudest it's ever been, as if every ghost echoed those same words."Come closer, we don't want her to wake up and ruin everything." Lorilei answers</blockquote>

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