INTRO                                             You see a whimpy fellow. "Now I already told you I'm not goin'! Besides, I have my STUDIES to consider." He pages through numerous books around the room.                                               NAME                                              "You know!"                                                                                                                                                                                             JOB                                               "You know!"                                                                                                                                                                                             BYE                                               "Yea, like we'll talk later maybe."                                                                                                                                                                                                                       "Well, I haven't the foggiest idea."                                                                                                                                                                    STUDIES                                           "I've been learning all about ancient languages and writings. I hope to be a    master of translations some day. That's why I was in that house the 1st time."                                          PLAQUE                                            You explain about the plaque you saw, and jot down the symbols you remember on  a notebook. The Bill looks at it. "I think I can TRANSLATE it..."                                                       TRANSLATE                                         "It's a magic word of opening: WUZU."                                                                                                                                                                   WUZU                                              "Yep, just walk up to the plaque and say that, and the door should open. It's   an old druid magic." Bill looks around, rubbing his chin. "Ah, WELL..."                                                 WELL                                              "Awwwww...I guess I can't let them EAT you now, can I?"                                                                                                                                                 EAT                                               "You know! The balrogs and walking dead men! C'mon now, lead the way before     I chick...I mean change my mind!"                                                                                       