The Wayfinders - Expedition to Tempest Isle

Doral's examination of the lock reveals it to be a simple affair and easily pickable with the right tools. Glaive moves to the far side of the room to examine the amulet. Using his arcane gaze a whirl of magical light appears around it. As he focuses on it, he is able to pick out the nature of the effect. It seems to be an evocation spell. To his amazement though, the whirl of light coalesces into the form of gaping jaws with a drop of liquid in the center. Lowering his arcane sight he sees that the amulet looks completely normal without it; just like the dozens of other amulets the cultists bore.
Once Glaive has moved to the other side of the room the surppressing silence field goes with him. You suddenly hear the men in the pits giving cry and begging to be set free. The man Midian was signing to says "Let us out! Please! They were going to leave us here! By all the gods man, free us! Starving in a hole is no way to die!"

"Letting you out is why we're here," Whisper assures the man. "Are there traps on the mechanism that you know of? We'll need to hurry once we have you out. It's very likely their main army will have been force-marching since they discovered they were duped. We'll take a different route to the ship."

"I'll check for any traps before springing this open. Of course the problem will be solved quicker if any of my teammates finds a key while searching the bodies. It will also go quite well if you folks below stop yelling enough to call attention down upon us." Doral searches for traps. If none found he picks the lock.

Midian Rightson, human druid

"Did they say anything about what they were doing with this giant crystal?" Midian asks once they've assured the captives they're working on their release, as Doral checks for traps.

Still surging with anger from the fight, Kraken ignores the efforts to free the prisoners, even though that is what he came here for. The others seem to be handling it well, and perhaps they are the tools that the spirits chose for the job. Instead, he busies himself with searching the dead cultists for anything of interest, but his mind isn't really on the job.

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The man says he doesn't think there were any traps on the doors and Doral's careful searching seems to confirm this. He busies himself with springing the locks. He has managed to open three of the pits before Kraken returns with a large ring holding a handful of keys that had been hanging from the belt of one of the guards. In moments the rest of the pits are opened and you are helping the shivering men out. Two of the men, including the man who spoke to you, have the tattered remains of sailors clothes while the others wear simple leather loincloths of tribesmen. Kraken recognizes them as some of the men who have been missing for a long time. While not malnourished, it seems that their slavers kept them fed to get the most work out of them, they all are dirty and haggered looking.
The man who spoke before says his name is Sal, and that he is not sure what the cultists had in mind. He says that they were arguing about what to do with the crystal. One faction wanted to continue their efforts here and try to reanimate the skeleton, the second wanted to move it to a safe location and resume efforts with newer bones. The second faction seemed to have won out and they were preparing to take it from here when your group attacked them.
He also says that most of the hired mercenaries and some members of the cult grabbed most of the supplies and headed for the coast to reach their ships.

Midian Rightson, human druid

Midian frowns. "Doesn't sound like either option has this thing doing anything that's not dangerous," Midian offers. He turns to the others. "We could take it with us, but I'm more inclined to destroy it. If folks can use this thing to raise the monstrosity we barely fought off, I'm not sure there's any useful purpose it can serve that isn't outweighed by the danger of someone doing just that."

"We can't easily carry it off, which means we can't easily pawn it for profit. Destroy away." With that Doral goes to search the bodies for valuables.

AC 21 (T13, FF18), HP 60/60, F +5,R+5,W+5
Eldritch blast: +7/+8, 4d6 damage
Short Sword +1, Icy +8, 1d6+3+1d6 ice on command

"I have to agree. But let me check it for demonic possession before we destroy it." Glaive says before invoking his eldritch sight again..

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Glaive

use detect magic and see invisible ability

active invocations: See the Unseen, Entropic Warding, DR 2 / cold iron
at-will: Blast, Glaive (+1d6 acid with shard focus), Detect Magic, Teleport, Shatter
Devil's Favor: 3/3 (+2 bonus on attack, save, or check)
Devil's Stamina: 1/1 (fast healing 3 for 5 rounds)
Bracers of Entangling Blast: 3/3
Gloves of Eldritch Admixture: 3/3
Healing Belt: 3/3
Wand (lesser vigor): 37/50
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Glaive
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Glaive examination reveals another swirling entity, this one does not seem to be all fire, brimstone, and chaos like the others. It seems to be a reddish fluid, churning endlessly within the confines of the crystal.
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