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Entering the second floor, Gwyn first noted that there were five doors: the one she had stepped through; a door with three locks; and three more doors, each with its own odd characteristic. In the center of the room crouched another gargoyle with a gaudy purple wizard's hat perched on its cracked skull. "Lo!" It boomed pleasantly, if a bit dramatically. "Tis a merry wanderer before me! I am the guide, Dirk Bladegod the Excellent. Thou must be on a mission of great import to hath wandered so far and found mine castle!" It paused for a long moment and then continued a bit awkwardly, as if it was trying to remember something, "Yon locked door needs three keys to open, all turnt upon the same breath. Moving forward is not a task for a solo adventurer, so thou shall needest to keep a party of fellow heroes!"

It then leaned forward, the star on its hat bobbing excitedly, "But worry not! Though it might seemeth empty of souls, many other travelers are on the same path as thee! We've just used the arcane majicks to summon the Power of the Instance to keep such company from crowding, littering, and throwing parties in our sacred halls! Just look inside and reflect upon thy need, chant the spell Ell Eff Jhee, and thou shalt soon findst a group of like-minded warriors to aid you on your quest. And now..."

The gargoyle's expression crunched up in thought until finally it reached under its hat took out a book. Several many-sided dice dropped and scattered on the floor. "Aw s**t," he muttered while flipping through the book. He then begun to grumble in thought, something about Dungeons and Humans. He was now too distracted to be of any further use, and did not even offer up a key. Looking at the other three doors, Gwyn hoped they'd be more helpful.

Then Gwyn decided to try the majick words to summon someone to help her...

Rei arrived at the second floor without as much as a sweatdrop on his skin.
What a number of door, he thought---and there's also three keyholes.

Three?

In the center crouches another gargoyle, a gaudy purple wizard's hat perched on its cracked skull. "Lo!" It booms pleasantly, if a bit dramatically. "Tis a merry wanderer before me! I am the guide, Dirk Bladegod the Excellent. Thou must be on a mission of great import to hath wandered so far and found mine castle!" It pauses for a long moment and then continues a bit awkwardly, as if it's trying to remember something, "Yon locked door needs three keys to open, all turnt upon the same breath. Moving forward is not a task for a solo adventurer, so thou shall needest to keep a party of fellow heroes!"

"So you are saying...we need to turn the keys in an exact time to open the gate? But where can I find more people in this...dungeon? Surely not by unlocking some...prisoner?"

It leans forward, the star on its hat bobbing excitedly, "But worry not! Though it might seemeth empty of souls, many other travelers are on the same path as thee! We've just used the arcane majicks to summon the Power of the Instance to keep such company from crowding, littering, and throwing parties in our sacred halls! Just look inside and reflect upon thy need, chant the spell Ell Eff Jhee, and thou shalt soon findst a group of like-minded warriors to aid you on your quest. And now..."


"Ell Eff Ghee!"

POP!

"Hweh?"

In front of him, a rather familiar figure donning red dress suddenly appeared!

"Did you...just used the spell?

"I'm Rei..." He said, looking at the lady. That accent...surely it would not be rude to ask this, but...

He has his suspicion starting from the first time he met her with the Mimic, and with the Hydra...

"---although you may remember me as Eir, Wyng."

Silently behind the group, the large hellhound followed them closely.

"Uru." he said plainly.
(( sorry for being so late! ))

"Ah'm gaun tae try wan of the doors." Gwyn said, turning away from her new companions and stepping through the black door with a pool of water at its base.

Upon stepping through the door, Gwyn was faced with a huge pool, its waters a clear and inviting shade of gold. At the other end, lounging in a high lifeguard's tower, a gargoyle lounged while sipping a large umbrella drink and singing off-key pop songs. She saw a dark key glinting around its neck as it ignored any attempt to call across the water. If she wanted to get the key, she'd have to swim for it!

Fortunately the water seemed to be quite warm quite warm.



Diving in, Gwyn started to prove her swimming ability.

Being used to swimming in her natural form Gwyn did not remember the need to stretch out her human form before swimming and stalled in the water.