Suddenly all around you, the slow seductive voice of a woman speaks out to you. "Hello little wizard. I am the enchantress. In life, I ruled through strength and fear, granting boons to those who served me, and punishing those who resisted. You have entered my lair, and though I no longer live, I will only grant my boons to those who understand the importance of who is in control. If you do as I say, and have the strength to overcome my challenges, you shall be granted great power. Resist me, and you'll find this tomb can be rather unforgiving. Best wishes dear, do me proud." And with that last line, the voice is gone. Suddenly you realize that for the duration of listening, you were fully entranced, and have since padded yourself up on the table with skill you didn't know you had. The padding is thick, forcing you to waddle, but if this is what the enchantress wants, you could get used to it.
Opening the door at the end of the room, you find yourself in...
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