Gate of Memoirs/A Place to Call Home

Rule number one of dungeoneering: If the path looks clear, it probably isn't.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Ghost"	Music: "Ghost"
 	
*Nimrah: So...
 	
*Renatus: Uh huh.
 	
*Nimrah: You said you had a plan.
 	
*Renatus: I always do.
 	
*Nimrah: Does that include setting off every magical landmine within range?!
 	
*Renatus: Look, I'm sorry! I can't fly!
*Renatus: You could have just carried me up and away!
 	
*Nimrah: Do you have *any* idea how much you weigh?
 	
*Renatus: No...?
 	
*Renatus: Huh, how do you know, then?
 	
*Nimrah: ...Never mind.
*Nimrah: Speaking of... What is this place?
 	
*Renatus pulls out a worn leather map from his case.
 	
*Renatus: Well, this used to be the tower of some really powerful mage, or so I heard.
*Renatus: As most things go, it withered away after what I assume was the mage's passing...or abandonment. Whichever came first.
 	
*Nimrah: Hmm. I'd wager the former.
*Nimrah: The runes employed in the traps are emblematic of those seeking to protect their troves.
 	
*Renatus: Wow. Kinda like your master, huh?
*Renatus: I guess most academic types tend to know each other...
Portrait 	Dialogue
 	
*Renatus heads deeper into the tower's depths, and notices a few strange objects lying on the floor.
*The dolls appear to be made of cloth, their arms articulated and tipped with comically oversized claws.
 	
*Renatus: Huh, these are some weird toys.
*Renatus: Never heard of a mage with such a hobby, but there's a first time for everything, I guess.
 	
*Nimrah: Toys? Mages have no time for toys.
 	
*Renatus: Did you hear that? Something just rattled.
*Renatus: Doesn't sound good.
 	
*Nimrah: Oh? That wasn't the chattering of your teeth?
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*An ominous purplish flame comes alight in the chests of the strange dolls, and they rise one after another.
 	
*Nimrah: Oh. I guess they *were* toys, after all.
 	
*Renatus: Toys are for fun, not murder!
*Renatus: Get back!!
 	
*Just before the dolls can lunge at the duo, a strange girl in scarlet garb bursts into the scene from a side room.
 	
*?: Stand down!
 	
*Dolls: ... ...
*The girl jerks her arms back and forth, but the trail of sparks from her fingers fail to catch, and the rogue dolls ignore her.
 	
*?: Damn it!
 	
*?: Hey! You there, don't gawp!
*?: Keep on your toes, they're fast and vicious!
*?: Stay out of the way and let me handle it!
 	
*Renatus: What?! O-Okay!