A voice calls to you

"Wait girl I must talk to you." A voice calls out from the shadows. This causes you to back away slowly clutching the chest. You see a thin figure 6' or so tall covered head to toe by a hooded reddish purple robe. A clawed long fingered hand stretches toward you, "Wait I need that crown. I heard you were trying to sell it, let me buy it from you."

Knowing how afraid of it everyone is you can't help but think destroying it is the only real option, but then again you are in hell, if you just get out of hell does it really matter who is the biggest badass, and you can't help but think there are surely things way more powerful than this crown. "I don't know. What is your offer?" Might as well hear them out.

"You have magic in you, faerie magic, I can see it. I have a mystic book a great oracle told me this book was the key to getting the crown. It is full of secrets and faerie magical power. This is a power I can't use, but now that I see you have the crown it is clear why the oracle sent me on the quest to find it, so we can trade." The figure then pulls out an old looking green leather bound tome, your magical sight instantly shows you he or she is telling the truth. The power may not be as much as the crown, but it will clearly make you more powerful, the magic also seems to be tied to gate magic, so better summoning you sort of guess. "Here, an even trade, I see it in your eyes, you want it."