Endur's Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil

"Better you tha' me, pal. You're all righ', though, eh?" Toriah says with concern.

He shuffles through the papers and grimaces. "Looks like h' was crazy, whoever wrote this. Religious nut," he mumbles.
 

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"Oh Lord... they managed to find some kind of ancient temple? This does not sound good at all, though it seems they may have been able to trap themselves in here. And the writer is obviously entirely mad," Craven says after looking over the journal. "Kerwyn, are you doing all right? Lenya, is there anything useful amongst those items?"
 

"Spankin'," Kerwyn answers to Craven with a smirk, though he then takes on a more serious face, "prolly couldn't take another like that, though."
He graps one of the potions they found and swirls the liquids around in front of his face. "Hey, teach! How do you do that thing that lets you see the magical halo-power-measurement-glow-thingie?"
 

"Just a moment Kerwyn, don't move," Craven says, and steps forward to place his hands on Kerwyn's shoulders. A pulse of healing energy flows into him, closing some of his acid burns.

OOC - 3 points of healing for Kerwyn.
 

Kerwyn looks at the many magical auras. Again, however, he doesn't really remember much from his training in school. At least one of the potions and one of the scrolls are conjuration.

Lenya was able to identify the three cones as divination in nature, she was not able to identify any of the other auras.

Lylamwyn has already used his detect magic for the day.

(After Lylamwyn memorizes detect magic and read magic, he should be able to figure out all of the potions and scrolls).
 

"Nice. Really wish I knew how to do that. Thanks, pal."
Kerwyn gives Craven a pat on the shoulder, and then goes back to peering at the potion in his hand. He keeps at it for a while untill suddenly "Heureka!"
The rogue shows the potion, which looks exactly like it did a moment ago, around with a satisfied grin on his face. It takes a moment for him to realise that he is the only one who sees the glow.

"So... this potion looks like make-stuff-from-thin-air magic... You think it'd turn into a water elemental if I unstoppered it?"
 
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"How about we not test that right this moment?" Craven suggests mildly, sitting down. His own wounds still ached, but there was nothing to be done about that. Looking down at the amulet around his neck, Craven made a decision and lifted it off. "Kerwyn, you or one of the others should use this. I'm used to wearing heavy armor, and I might be able to use any we find. But if you're going to be setting off traps you need to be better protected."
 

After Kerwin, Lylamwyn, and Lenya spend time examining the scrolls and potions...

They think:
One Scroll: Animal Messenger
One Scroll: Cure Light Wounds
Two Scrolls: Unknown

Potions: One unknown conjuration potion
One unknown potion
The other potions are: cure light wounds(x2), water breathing, cure moderate wounds (x2), aid, levitate
 

"Better give it to the halfling or the dwarf. I'm going to do my best to stay out of harm's way. Had I known that the thing'll blow up in my face just from fingering the lock a bit, I'd leave it be."
 

After they have done what they can with the potions and scrolls, Lylamwyn speaks to others again. "Should we start fortifying this room for rest?" It's pretty clear that the cultists aren't going anywhere, and we're not running out of food yet, but spells are another matter. I only have area-effect spells left, neither of which are damaging in nature. And I'd like to save the healing potions for emergencies."
 

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