“May I?” they asked obediently.
“Yes, you may,” the voice permitted.
There was radiation of Magick and a scroll tube appeared on the third square to the left.
Nigel inspected the silver tube and picked it up.
There was a chorus of fifteen “ouches!”
Nigel dropped the tube.
“You didn’t say ‘May I?’ ” the Magick Mouth scolded.
“May I pick up the scroll tube?” Cara asked.
“Yes, you may,” the voice replied.
Old elfish runes identified the spell etched on the vellum within the scroll tube as “Protection from Magick”; there were runes of infinity, forever, and the number 1 etched on the tube.
Cara gave the scroll tube to Roscoe.
“Ouch!” fifteen voices rang out.
“You didn’t say “May I?” the voice boomed.
“May I give the scroll tube to my friend Roscoe?” Cara asked indignantly as she rubbed her derriere.
“Yes you may,” the Magick Mouth permitted.
Roscoe studied the runes etched on the ancient scroll tube and reported, “The spell on this artifact, a Rune Scroll, is the last of its kind. The runes say this scroll was one of two ‘sisters.’ As you know once a rune scroll is read and cast, the Magick is lost. The Magick of this scroll grants immunity to most Magick to the recipient of the spell- permanently. I think Faranzer the fire dragon was protected by the Magick of the ‘sister’ of this rune scroll.”
Knarra smiled, “Tigarn may have unwittingly and unwillingly given us a chance to succeed in our ultimate quest.”
The voice said, “Move four squares to the right.”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may.”
“Move three squares to the right.”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may.”
“Move four squares to the left.”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may,”
“Move three squares to the right.”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may,”
“Move three squares to the left,”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may,”
“Move three squares to the left,”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may,”
“Move two squares to the right,”
“May I?” they asked.
“Yes, you may,” the Magick Mouth permitted.
They stood on a square at the wall opposite the door they entered. A door appeared on the wall when the last member of the group squeezed onto the square.
Nigel touched the side of the door to check for traps.
“Ouch!” fifteen voices chorused.
“You didn’t say ‘May I’?” the voice chastised.
“May I open the door?” Nigel fumed.
“Yes, you may,” the Magick Mouth said.
A glow appeared above the door and the elfish rune for the number six appeared.
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