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"Ahh yess... it iss time to.... ehm begin i believe..." Galnor spoke to himself stepping onto a teleporter and out of his study.

Taking out crimson stones with black runes etched into them Galnor threw them onto his altar noting how they landed and studied the arrangement for a moment.

"Excellent... The dungeon of ice..." Galnor whispered to himself as he gathered his stones putting them back into his bag and tucking the bag in his shroud.

Opening up his runebook he slowly turned to the pages stopping at the pag marked for Ice. Tracing his finger down the page slowly he thought to himself how it would be a pity to begin without the Matriarch present. Within a instant after uttering the appropriate words he arrived in front of the dungeon.

Pulling off his gloves he held his hands outstretched towards the entrance of the dungeon. "Excellent... the elementss have done much preparation.." Galnor spoke with a eerie grin.

With a critical eye Galnor scanned the entrance stopping at the rightside of the entrance. Holding one hand stretched towards the stone and uttering a few words a chunk of the stone broke cleanly off revealing a flat surface. Clenching his hand lightly the chunk of ston broke apart sending the unnecessary stone away revealing a perfect rune stone which floated into his hand after he slowly opened his hand. Putting his hand back to his side he moved swiftly to the flat surface.

Extending his other hand Galnor began to trace two fingers along the flat surface. "Water... and cold... yess the primary way of thiss dungeon.. apart from each other life can be susstained... together life ceasess to be... and iss presserved.." Galnor spoke in a low voice. Taking a step back he pulled out an athame and inscribe a symbol onto the stone the etching turning black immediately. Tucking both the athame and the stone away Galnor reached into his shroud and produced a pouch. Putting a hand into the pouch Galnor grabbed a handful of black and red powder. With a bit of a hiss Galnor flung the powder onto the flat stone surface. The powder began to burn into the stone, with a sizzling sound, where Galnor traced his two fingers along flat smooth stone revealing rune letters and a double pentagram. The excess powder went up quickly in red flame leaving no markings on the stone.

With a grin Galnor bit into the palm of his hand and cupped his hand allowing some blood to pool. With a cackle Galnor smeared the blood onto the smooth stone surface before folding his arms staring at his inscription on the dungeon entrance wall.

"Wonderful... The elementss sshall decide where to go next.." Galnor said out loud to himself. Uttering something to himself Galnor found himself back outside his haven. With a pleased expression he swiftly and silently entered and went to his study.