Chapter Four : Greyhawk City
"Yes, well ... *cough*", says Grundold,
"It seems that, to my dwarven eyes,
these walls are too uniform, too clean ..."
He takes a few steps around the room as he speaks.
"... and look there, at that section. It's repeated over there ..."
He points at two sections of wall on different walls,
where he believes them to be identical.
"Very strange, indeed. Wizard's work.
Magic paint or something ...", he grunts.