After a moment, there is a loud pop, and a gnome appears. He is dressed in a three-piece suit, and carries a thick briefcase. He approaches the elves and the adventurers.
"I am a representative of the Frobozz Magic Wizard Escape Potion Company. I am here to insure that your escape is fast, safe, and legally correct. Now, what is your intended destination?"
"The castle of Syovar," says Bivotar.
The gnome gets a listing from his briefcase.
"Hmmm. Can't find that on my list. Could you possibly mean the Castle of Zork?"
"Yes, that's it," says Max. "Hurry!"
"Patience," says the gnome. "Ninety-five percent of all litigation is caused by undue haste. Now, I must have the name of the wizard you wish to escape from."
"Malifestro," says Juranda.
"Is that one 'L' or two?"
"One!" yells Fred.
"And your names?" asks the gnome, scribbling furiously on a legal pad.
Bivotar tells the gnome their names. The elves fidget nervously. The demon laughs at their discomfort.
"Now, you must sign these release forms, clearing the company from any future obligations other than the exact escape in question. You must sign all seven copies in the thirteen places indicated."
Suddenly, there is a huge puff of black smoke at the other end of the room. A tall figure wearing black, flowing robes steps from the cloud of smoke.
"It's Malifestro!" cry the elves, diving for cover.
"I'm afraid the guarantee is void without your signatures," says the gnome, disappearing with a pop.