However, the ennui becomes overpowering as they carry on, and all these never-ending grey walls don't help, certainly! Gothmog sulks and takes out a miniature game of battlechess from his robes and plays with it for a while, but he gets bored with it quite quickly after making the various pieces kill each other. He throws it against the wall in frustration, though not too hard because, after all, what's the point.
Stamm turned to tell Gothmog to knock it off, but finds he can't be bothered. He goes back to trying to catch a glimpse of the chests the girls have (your know, the wooden ones all champions can somehow cram into their packs. And the girls have them because they have more clothes and shoes and need the storage. Yeah, that's right, I didn't go there but went there instead.)
Stamm then thought 'what's the point' and stopped trying. And then he suddenly realised what he'd just thought. "Guys! We aren't just bored with this plot device already! This is a trap or trick or something! We have to snap out of it!"
"Yeah, it's the 'test of futility'," said Alex, pointing backwards towards the wall listlessly. "I didn't think it was really that important to tell you."
The others made 'meh' noises, and Gothmog quietly wept.
"Come on people!" said Stamm, trying to muster up more enthusiasm than he felt, "there's...you know, women's chests that are interesting! How do all those shoes fit in and what do they need them for? What about nature, Syra? Syra?" Stamm couldn't see the elf and couldn't tell if she was not with the group or had just fallen down in dispair.
"Come on! What about he joy of life Mophus! What about bows Linflas! What about your impressive moustache Zed or your great body Halk! What about the important things dammit!"
The champions look up at Stamm, then passed Stamm. Infront of them the scene has switched. They are no longer in the grey boring walls they once were. No, now they are back at the grey boring walls of the start!
"Noooooo!" says Stamm, feeling his will to carry on fading. Surely this was an illusion, surely some evil agent hadn't just teleported them all the way back to the beginning...
Who is in your party that is still filled with joie de vivre? Give your party one point if: Linflas is alive and isn't melancholy or depressed; Syra is still present/alive and still loves nature; if Mophus is still alive, with teeth, and isn't depressed; Halk is still alive (and hence has a body) and has a club; Zed is still alive (and hence has his moustache) ; Alex still has the stealth he loves so much; Stamm is actually 'alive' and one of the women possesses a nice dress (hah, did anyone care enough to go shopping for the party in the store? Did they?).
Otherwise, what choices do you have left?