with its handle ingraved with a wolf. Limtrot gasped in outright anquish and horror as the box disappeared. It had been an illusion...somewhere in the darkness something chuckled a deep evil sound of malignant mirth...he could hear a whispery voice in his ear "follow my words and you will be safe"...as from all around the deep baritone of evil boomed"Foolish mortal, I will play tortuously with your soul for eons before devouring it!!" Limtrot began to think he'd better listen to the whispery voice...