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it, though the essences were <strong>to</strong>o subtle for me <strong>to</strong> catch. "If you were so<br />

intrigued by the box, what made you decide <strong>to</strong> give it away?"<br />

A small smile quirked at Shilandra's lips, and for a moment she relived the<br />

memories <strong>of</strong> <strong>be</strong>ing a mere journeyman wizard, "I was young and brash back<br />

then. In my relentless pursuit <strong>of</strong> knowledge, I carelessly undid one <strong>of</strong> the<br />

spells. Look closely at the box, it was like new when I had it. The signs <strong>of</strong><br />

decay are an indication that the spells are weakening. I realized I was in<br />

danger if I kept the box any longer. So I held a contest <strong>to</strong> get rid <strong>of</strong> it."<br />

"A contest?"<br />

"It was the most expedient way <strong>to</strong> rid myself <strong>of</strong> it. I simply invited all the<br />

bashers in the Hive <strong>to</strong> fight each other <strong>to</strong> determine who was the <strong>be</strong>st.<br />

Bashers are <strong>not</strong>orious for having big muscles and <strong>not</strong> much upstairs, if you<br />

know what I mean," Shilandra said, tapping the side <strong>of</strong> her head, "They<br />

came like flies <strong>to</strong> honey. I <strong>of</strong>fered some money and the box as a prize. I<br />

<strong>be</strong>lieve some basher named Brasken won the contest."<br />

"Do you know the his<strong>to</strong>ry <strong>be</strong>hind this box?"<br />

She shrugged, "The only thing I have <strong>be</strong>en able <strong>to</strong> learn is its name. It is<br />

called Mori<strong>do</strong>r's Box. As <strong>to</strong> who this Mori<strong>do</strong>r is or the origins <strong>of</strong> the box, I <strong>do</strong><br />

<strong>not</strong> know."<br />

"You seem <strong>to</strong> know something about magic. Can you tell me what spells<br />

have <strong>be</strong>en put on this box?"<br />

"For many years I studied the box and tried <strong>to</strong> learn its secrets. Spell upon<br />

spell upon spell has <strong>be</strong>en woven in<strong>to</strong> it. To my amazement, my studies<br />

revealed that all the spells are <strong>of</strong> the type used <strong>to</strong> confine fiends," Shilandra<br />

said it casually, with the same calm with which she arranged several reams<br />

<strong>of</strong> paper covered with formulae and scribbles. As if she had no problem at<br />

all with the idea <strong>of</strong> holding the legions <strong>of</strong> the Abyss in one hand.<br />

My hands trembled at the word, and my fingers clenched against the wood.<br />

"Fiends!? You mean there are fiends trapped within this box..."<br />

"No! Not fiends. A fiend," she gave the box a tired glance, "And judging by<br />

the sophistication and power <strong>of</strong> these spells, it would have <strong>to</strong> <strong>be</strong> one <strong>of</strong><br />

significant standing and power in its realm."<br />

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