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Gargamel says: You there, Wizard. Have you any clue what these symboles here on the monolith mean? he points them out.
There is a loud roaring sound far above and to the "east". Some terrible beast flying among the hellish clouds.
Sandin, Elros, Knute, Nixie... is it at all possible that we all find ourselves suddenly thinking in concert?"
"You mean, besides wanting to shoot all of them?" He gritted out darkly.
At the sound of the roaring, Elros lifted his eyes and scanned the skies for threats.
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"It appears that we think quite differently, then," she replies. "If we were to free Miglaru's demon prisoner, she would cause a lot of trouble here, and could open us a way out."
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...they appear to be instructions of some type.
To open the doors and escape this hell,
follow my command.
Lift a palm full of jewels upon which you stand,
let them fall through your fingers as if they be sand...
And the doors will open as best they can!
Gargamel smiles as he perceives that Gabi might be able to read the monolith.
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The Lady adjusts her glasses before focusing intently on the strange message. "These carvings, they are instructions for leaving this place," she explains after a moment of study. She then looks up to the stranger to answer his question, quickly changing the subject away from the message. "I am Lady Gabrielle d'Apcher of the Empire of Taldor. My intuition tells me that you recognized me from somewhere in your past. That is rather unlikely, considering how long you have lingered in this place."
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Thinking for a moment, Perhaps it is referencing a spell.
Sandin wracks brain trying to think of any spells that could match the inscription.
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Gargamel smiles at your attempts to solve the riddle. He is about to expound when there is a thunderous clap and a rumble about a mile away in the scorched clouds to the west. Peering into the clouds on the horizon you see a shape forming within them, glowing with the heat of hellfire. It moves toward you, clouds swirling around it.
Gargamel blanches. It comes! he says. lord Miglaru's gatekeeper! Your transport across the planes must have alerted it! Careless fools! Gargamel waves his hands over his body and dissapears. Sandin recognizes this as a mighty invisibilty spell.
Gargamels cat looks around confused for a moment. Then trots over to Gabi and rubs up betwixt her ankles.
Elros took a step away and looked at the cat, using his Detect-Evil-At-A-Glance.
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"Now you are a pretty kitty," the Lady gets the cat. "And we will become better acquainted soon," she adds, scooping up the cat before the group escapes. "Do any of you happen to know the form of this guardian?" she asks, looking for a place to take cover.
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Elros pointed at his own eyes, then at the cat.
Then he turned to the massive figure in the distance.
"Well then; that does not look promising..."
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The cat is careful not to return eye contact. She knows provoking elfish princes is unwise, and she is a wise kitty.
The creature in the clouds is nearly overhead now. It descends, the beating of it's wings causing cloud-vapor to curl about them. Then you see it...
This winged fiend's horned head and fanged visage present the perfection of the demonic form, fire spurting from its flesh.
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The demon cracks it's firely whip. Welcome to the underworld, mortal flesh.[.b] He sniffs the air. [b]ahhh, you have been in that stinking demon queen's succubus lair. You reek. Filthy!
Speaking of the devil, Ha I love that pun. You ever heard of chewing mint for the breath?
"Look who's talking creature. Do you even have a name?" Elros sneered, stalling like mad.
He glanced at Gabrielle and Sandin, hoping they had some ideas.
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Lady Gabrielle hands the kitty to Nixie as she steps between her and the Guardian. "We have an invitation to be here," she says to the demon, retrieving her fan and cooling the guardian's heat. "Would you care to escort us to your master's library?" she then asks.
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"What? So if YOU didn't get an invitation, NOBODY can?" Elros asked skeptically.
You are right. No one gets an invitation, but you see we are not 'no ones'.
Sandin flicks out the card using prestidigitaion, and presents it to the devil.
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"It is our understanding that your master remembers and appreciates those who assist him freely," she adds.
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Now if you will be so kind and show us the way.