The party stepped forward to converse with the drow. Banjo stepped forward and attempted strong arm negotiations.
The drow looks confused by the cryptic threats and shakes his head. “Be on your way. No one is permitted to enter. It would not do you any good if we let you pass either. We have not gone farther than this entry tunnel – everyone we send into the room yonder molders into grave dust!” He takes a step backward as he motions to the room beyond.
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