Tower - Room 76

Shimmering noises and emphatic dialog fills this room. Two wizards appear to be in discussion about a conjuration ritual.

As I said, haste makes waste. You rushed the sequence. That drakeling by your feet dampened your mana consumption.

Not so. Where is your pixie? She absconded with your faculties. My casting was sufficient to invoke the familiar. Perhaps you brought the wrong book.

You watch as the two wizards argue pedantically. A monstrous hand emerges from the open tome on the table. You also see a startled pixie above the bookcase, blinking in and out of visibility. The wizards are oblivious to all of this as they debate invocation techniques. You decide to step out the door.