He said impatiently, "I'm the owner of this blasted tower and this level is off limits! Can't I draw one fox in peace without some trees-blasted dragon or monster or whatever the frazz you are breaking my concentration?"
The adventurers replied, "Well, reality tore and we have a pet rock, so I guess we're here now? Which is where?"
Virmir shifted his eyes and pointed to a sign on the wall that said "Necessary Exposition Notice: You are Now in the Outer Realms, Domain of Virmir," and then looked back down to his scroll, scribbling something productive.
One of the adventurers, who did not yet have names in this universe (though the rock was known as Albert von Invisibility II), replied,
"Ah, I get it! This is the Domain of Virmir, so you must be Virmir's desk secretary!"
Virmir shifted his eyes once more in disapproval and reached for a conveniently placed wand. He held it up, pointed it straight at the adventurers with an annoyed sigh, and-
