Day 6
"Manure?" Alendar askes Boldak. "Well, good dwarf, I think you're right. Diamond Lake surely is a pile of manure. Though I don't think the term quite fits Breth's piled rations."
The talk winds down, and the group rests until morning. As the group wakes and repacks to get morving again, Alendar enters the room from the hallway.
"I've been keeping an eye on the mold during the night. It's definately still dead. But that fountain on the north side... well... Now that the mold is gone, it looks like there is some orange sludge in the fountain. Come, see."
Alendar barely waits for you to get ready before he heads back. But just as the elf said, the fountain seems to be full of some orange sludge that looks a bit like vomit. "Oh, and there's THAT, too," he says, pointing into the room to the north.
The ceiling of the large chamber to the north glows with what looks like natural sunlight, illuminating a series of worktables, vises, spinning wheels, and blocks of unfinished marble that identify the room as a sculptor's workshop. A huge unfinished statue of an imposing bare-chested warrior wielding a staff-like rod in its left hand dominates the east wall. The hairless figure looks similar to the bas-relief on the sarcophagus upstairs, but is clearly meant to be a different person. A short red metal pedestal against west wall displays what appears to be a jet-black stone egg the size of a small boulder. A gold glyph--an equilateral triangle with short hash marks through each leg--marks the face of the egg.
