Still a bit shaken, you walk through the darkness for what seems like an eternity. You come to the end of it, blinking to make your eyes adjust to the light. You press on for a few minutes in the light before you meet another creature.
"Well now," says a high female voice, "I see you've made it this far. And it seems you now have time to hear my song."
You see who is speaking: a black winged feline of some sort, with gleaming red eyes. "Ororyx is the name," she says, flicking her tail at you. "Now listen carefully."
The underground, the underground, shapen by a wurm,
the caverns and the road therefore twist and turn...
Those who in here dwell know your secrets, your secrets...
We've been waiting, waiting, waiting, for a stronger creature
than that old evil mage, perched in his castle, every feature
on him, on him ...
Knows your secrets, your secrets...
But one who wishes perhaps to find more than such should know
that a hidden treasure has been placed here safely, even though
we are some of the closest to that evil mage...
The song stops abruptly, as if there are more words that she refused to sing to you. "Before you may pass," she grunts, "you must tell me, who is the mage refered to in this song? Do not use capitals or punctuation."
