The ghostly snakes rise up, but Wymond slots the medallion into the door and they fade into smoke and then disappear. The doors swing wide. Beyond lies a large room heavy with perfume and incense, a strange piping music coming from somewhere.
This vast chamber glows with green light that seems to emanate from the stone itself. Along both sides of the chamber are emerald pools, above which loom gigantic serpent statues, their fanged maws pouring rivulets of green liquid into the pools below. On the far end is a glorious serpent statue plated with green metal scales, reaching nearly to the high ceiling. This statue is missing its fangs. In the center of its body is a glowing green emerald the size of a fist, held in place by brackets of dark metal.
Worshiping at the altar is a two-headed serpent-man with milk-white scales and an emerald green robe. "Surface-dweller! You defile Ydersius's temple with your very presence. You shall pay for your insolence with your lives!"
"You are as impotent as your Gods fangless statue! Surrender now so that you can whine to your deity again in this life!" Marcel calls back a taunt from the back of the party.
Wymond readies his bardiche.
Lilika raises her shield and readies herself for a fight... or to accept the snake's surrender.