bring out a dryad branch and turn it in the doors keyhole and the door glows slightly for a few moments and darkness again.
The men or priests also notice the different colours that the top of the small door turns and are now aware that this could be another riddle for them to figure out after they leave the halls of the underground caverns and search for the dryad in the forest above.
“Just as I thought, we are going to have to do this the old fashioned way now.” Said Cleopatra anxiously to the priest.
“I don’t understand how this magic can know it’s an ancient dryad of a different origin.” Said the Priest.
“No door has ever stopped me and that door will not stop me either.” Said Cleopatra.
“How smart do you think this magic is? Does it even know we aren’t drow elf?” One priest says to the other.
“There can’t be that many of them here now, you have read the same things I have in the Great Library, haven’t you?” Said Cleopatra to the Priest.
“They after all have no concept of time. I on the other hand am in a real hurry.” Said Cleopatra.
“If there are any still left after the Great War they will lead us straight to the secrets of their spell book and with any luck one of them will help me to read from it and uncover its power.”
They all walk into a room with many traps and the priests prepared for them after reading about them in their ancient texts in their great library one of them shouts to all stand still that they must disable the traps before proceeding, the room they stand in is extremely old with elvish written all over and a little holes in the small pictures along the skirting boards.
One of the priests explains that these rooms with pools on the ground in large squares with perfectly rounded corners are meant to fill up with acid if the traps were ever triggered.
These rooms are what they expect separate the living from the dead. They will not have anyone roaming their ancient walls but if they expect to meet anyone weather friend or foe they most certainly will now.
Suddenly the first elf Cleopatra has ever seen sneaks up to her and squeals as though just a common girl but by no means was she a common human girl. The dark skinned drow elf looks at Cleopatra as though she has seen a ghost.
“Where did you come from, how did you get through the traps alive.”
“Traps are no match for me, I am Cleopatra.”
“I am Mindy, Please to meet you.”
“Although I have never seen a human before, but I know what you look like.”
The Small Drow elf looks at the party of humans before her and because she is one of the most sneaky and worldly elves due to her constant need to hide in the shadows away from the less deceptive eyes of her other fellow elves.
“Will you take us above ground Mindy?”
“No, I don’t like the sunlight and I do not want to lose another dagger to the sun again.
The Drow elf know that whenever a drow crafted weapon hits sunlight the weapon very quickly turns to dust.
“I’ll take you as far as the machine and you’re on your own.” Said Mindy.
There’s not many Drow Elf, but Cleopatra knows that this inquisitive little white haired elf could help by just being in their company.
Many years in the future I will take you back to Kris who is still researching the origins of the spell book and has uncovered a large part of the puzzle in a library in Greece.
The most important thing to find in the spell book was a way to get to the children now elementals of another world. Kris has deciphered from the spell book a way to get to the children, but it is from an oasis in the middle of the Egyptian desert.
Kris gets in contact with Mitchell from where she is staying in a small but stylish hotel suite in Athens.
"The old librarian was very helpful with deciphering the spell book and the place we need to find is in the Egyptian desert."
"I will get in contact with the government agency at the embassy and prepare for a long perilous