ooc:[as long as i don't think much it's bearable. lets see...]
narp swings at the golems neck, decapacitating it. the golem still holds together, though. thinking fast, narp aims at the spot where the anti-magic runes glow the strongest, and puts a big ragged line through them. magic flares out in a big light before it's re-routed, but it's to late. the golem doesn't have enough magic to defend against the physical wounds and the magical heat. quickly collapsing and drying out, the golem turns into a pile of dirt on the floor, revealing the end of the cooridor.
at the end of the cooridor is a mage, behind him is a stone wall. he looks like a mage, he has a robe like a mage, and it looks like a mages robe.
"i have a proposition for you." he says. "in an underground labrynth, gaurded by traps and monsters needing both a fighter and a mage or two, are some spheres of stability. these spheres will stabilize the area in five miles around you. even with my great power, i can only manage a mile's radius. my proposition is this: i will give you certain items to ease your journey as well as provide you with a dimensional door there and back. in return, one of the spheres is mine. now, the dangers in this labrynth are greater and more than what you have faced now, but, i am in a hurry and you are the only adventureres for fifty miles. what say you?" outside the cavern, the lurking wolf has heard every word, due to magic done by the mage. originally, the wolf was startled and ready to run, but his innate curriousity kept him there. now, the wolf hear's, for his ears alone: "and what about you? a sphere of stability would be of use to a wolf, and i would even fashion something for you to carry it with."
back to our intrepid hero's:
narp says "why shouldn't we attack you? you tried to kill us."
"your attacks would be futile. besides, you where in no danger. well?"
"then my second question is, why didn't you get them yourself?"
"a dimensional door cannot be opened from within the labrynth. even your skill at teleportation would be futile, jack. now, please, confer."
the mage dissapear's, although nobody has any illusions of privacy.
narp says "i don't trust him. but i do want one of those sphere's. and, if we get the spheres, he has to get us out. but, he could kill us. but, there's danger in every adventure."
ooc:[it sounded like a wizard with a quest cave, but i didn't want to do a normal wizard with a quest. i've tried to leave an uncertain impression over wether this ones good or evil, although i suppose we'll find out later
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[ June 10, 2003, 20:00: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]