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Crusty Magic

  
  The cellar door was blocked by a chair propped under the knob. That certainly didn't look good.

The dining room was empty and dark. There was only one door. It was in the left wall from from the kitchen entrance and looked to lead to the same room as the locked door from living room. 

Ariana listened at the door and could hear a faint rustling. Coming up with a plan quickly, we would split up and go though each of the doors in to groups of two ... Whiff and Dane from the living room and Ariana and I from the dining room. Whiff would scream as he broke through the door and Ariana would follow from our door.

All was ready. After half a minute we heard the crash of the door and Whiff's call. Ariana quickly opened our door and I was able to survey the room from over her head.

The room was dark as the curtains were closed and shuttered. Just in front of us was the bed. Its sheets were rumpled and there were splotches of blood all over them. And hovering just above the bed was what looked to be an imp.

Quicker than I could follow, Ariana loaded and loosed an arrow impaling the beast. Just as quickly, Whiff's crossbow bolt erupted from its chest to be followed shortly by another arrow from Ariana. It fell dead in a heap in the dark corner on the other side of the bed. A quick survey of the room revealed nothing but a resting room in the corner between the two doors.

That left the door into the cellar.

Coming back through the kitchen, I don't know what I was thinking, but I decided it would be a good idea to see what magical thing was inside the small stove in the corner. Well ... okay I do know what I was thinking. I was thinking that this could be something useful or interesting. Yeah, right ... "Great and Powerful Mages" are always in the habit of storing useful and interesting magical items in their ovens ... uh huh.
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