Down to the monster pits

"Tar'oth", ordered Aaralon, ".. the monster pits are one of the most out of bound areas on the entire campus. They're run by a small circle of mages. The monster master is known but his followers are unknown. Find out who they are!"

"Yes master," replied the imp with a flutter of her wings. She took off again and arched into the night sky. The moon was bright and full overhead.

"I can smell the monsters master," said the imp, "They're not very powerful. Not a demon amongst them." She sounded disappointed.

"Just land," said Aaralon, "when you get there and let me see inside."

The imp was quick. She landed at the foot of the Glass Tower after just a few seconds of flight. For a minute or two she roamed around outside before clicking her fingers to persuade a small vented window near the base of the tower - too small for anyone else - to open up. She wriggled through.

"Ooo..." said the imp. "You have a choice! I can smell sex. That's coming from the left. Most of the monsters, though, seem to be towards the right." She fluttered in the air of a darkly lit corrdior. "Which direction should I go?"