When you enter the room you see a red-haired Gnome sitting at a desk, dipping a metal pen into a bottle of ink, and then making notes in a large book.

The Gnome looks up as you come in, and peers at you over the top of his glasses.

"Ah." he says "You've come for your pass, well I have the parchment right here. Assuming that you are capable of writing all you need do is sign, otherwise you'll have to find a licensed representative."

"What Pass?" you ask.

"The pass for going into the labyrinth of course! Now come on, I don't have the time to waste talking to you." He thrusts the pen into your hand and unrolls a sheet of parchment across the top of his book. "Come on, right here." He jabs a finger at the bottom of the sheet.

You hesitate and he throws up his hands in exasperation. "Come on! I don't have all day. I don't care whether you have second thoughts about going down there or not, although the Gods know you'd be wiser not to, you don't have to use it even if you do sign it, so hurry up and do it before I have to get a guard in to help you."

Seeing no other option you sign the sheet and the Gnome sighs in satisfaction. He rolls up the parchment, thrusts it into one of your hands, and snatches his pen from the other. "Now be off with you." he snaps, and goes back to his writing, shooing you away irritably with one hand, so that you have no option but to hurry out of the room still confused, and clutching the scroll in your hand.