Which way to the Cheese?

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~Beauty had had enough. When the horror of the violence had given way to the helplessness of relearning the simplest motor skills she had been to shocked, to overwhelmed for any defiance of Lilah's tirade. Their journey into Dis had been anything but companionable with Lilah dragging her relentlessly and with increasing speed.

Now at last they halt and Beauty takes a moment to look around them. What she sees fills her with dismay. The two women stand surrounded by giant brass bulls whose fierce countenances seem to glare malevolently from all directions. The bulls are set so that they form a labrynth, a foul smelling, horrific maze intended to keep one crazed and disoriented if they should happen to escape their own personal bull. There is no end of the great metal creatures in sight, they loom on all sides like a giant forest of grotesque sculpture. A crawling feeling tickles the pit of Beauty's stomach, centuries in this place still has not left her immune. A sudden blast of heat is given off by a group of the bulls followed by shrieks and stench as the occupants are incinerated for who knows what time.~

We have to get out. If we stay to long we will be discovered and if that happens... This is your scheme Lilah ~the name comes unfamilarly off her tounge it has a base sound to it~ Where do we go and what do we do?

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*Beauty does not immediatly register the voice. In a place where almost everyone is loud, abrasive and coarse this voice, polite and well spoken, could easily go unnoticed. She does notice however, even as she is replying to Lilah and turns in the strangers direction. If he is an occupant who has somehow escaped his bull then he will not go undetected long and if the demons find him here they will find them as well.*

I think good Sir, if you have come from one of yon bulls you had best crawl back in again before you are found out. They have serious penalties here for those who escape.

*Beauty cannot help but notice that he is rather handsome with an air of knightly bearing or perhaps lesser gentry. Could he be a wanderer like they?*

Are you a champion seeking a quest?

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*Lilah turns in the man's direction and looks him up and down. Great, she thinks, another prick to raise her hopes and then dash them like, well, something brittle.* It's ok, sweetie, we don't need any testosterone. What we really need are directions, and you're not equipped for being much use in that department. Too much in your shorts.