"Well, at least these mushrooms warn you about their intentions in advance. Poisonous spores, a job for you, Ubersord, right?" Dorian, stepping away from the dangerous location, irritably drew teleportation symbols on the ground. "But that's for later; first, another visit to the bringer of death to all living things. Rank 5... Ugh, even rank 35 wouldn't matter, but we need to figure out how to open that chest. What do you say, do you agree with the plan?"