"Ah..." Xochti goes back to looking at the seams between the crystal and the walls. "Maybe...if we put a lever...or a crowbar between..." She muses.
Durgen will cast acid splash at the crystal. If it has an affect on it, he will continue to cast it until it is destroyed.
"That's better than my solution," Agia chirps. "Let's go!." Agia peeks into the cave to survey it before entering.
Durgen moves past the crystal to see what is on the other side
Agia points to a series of little piles of human bones dotted across the cave. "I wonder what made those. Keep a sharp eye out. Big guys in front?"
Xochti nods and accedes to Agia's wisdom, though the doughy Dwarven lass stays near her Uncle.
Durgen will scan the room as well
"There is something under the prisoner's skin wriggling. Maybe put there from the scars on their bodies. Be careful."
Shaking his head from the effects of the crystal, he gives a toothy grin at the dwarf shrinking the gem. "Fine we'll take the front." He robs his eyes trying to take away the enchantment.
I am with you Aden moves in front with Hashar, ready to defend his allies.
Xochti again frowns at news of the prisoners treatment. Thinking of the spiders they'd faced before her imagination is not kind at conjuring up images of what could be 'infesting' the children.
Agia casts detect magic and takes a good look at the nearest prisoner... but from a distance of, say, 35 feet.
"Bah. The chains are magical somehow, but I can see nothing about whatever has gotten under the prisoners' skin."
Agia tries to figure out what is up with the prisoners without getting too close.
Xochti looks to her Uncle for an explanation as he examines the tragic waifs.
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Xochti shudders,
"we get these poor souls out of here and we get them healed..." She states emphatically.
Are they even willing to follow us in this state. Ho There! Are you allright? We came to take you home!
Aden waits to see if any respond.
"Something has been done to them, physically. Whatever it is is not magical. Which makes this even creepier."
If any one of the prisoners is removed from the others, Agia will approach them slowly and carefully. She'll stop about fifteen feet away and ready her trident to strike if they attack.
"Hello? Can you hear us? Are you well?"
"Oh no you don't. Stay back. What's been done to you?" Agia prepares to swat away the prisoner's grope without attacking them.
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She carries on foward and launches at you
Touch "attack"
She manages to lay her hands on Agia
Agia
"I'm sorry for your suffering," Agia quavers, "Come back with us, out of this place. We will get you help."
Agia will wait a moment until she is calmer, then take a closer look at the movement under the woman's skin.
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Agia's face grows stormy and she looks at her companions. "This is more than just harmless games. Look, somebody has planted a creature in her head, here in the back. You can see it. I do not know what is going on with her stomach, but it can't be good. I'm surprised she is alive."
With that heal check, can Agia tell if the thing can be removed?
This is horrible. If we cannot help get the things out of thier heads, perhaps the ones responsible can be made to, or at least bought to justice.
Agia looks at Aden in despair. "It will take great chirurgical skill to preserve their lives. I cannot do it. The sickness in the abdomen can be cured easily, but the thing in the head..." Agia shakes her head. "They are suffering horribly, though they cannot speak."
Xochti nods at the Cleric's words. So...who do we know who could help them?" Xochti counts the amount of prisoners,
And the resulting number seems daunting
"And we know the local Wizards will be of no help..." She adds scornfully.
Xochti goes about preparing to make scarf's for the waifs. Hence trying to make them less 'contagious' to party members and the public at large.
The ones who did this are all I can think of. Should we leave this lot here to go find the one responsible? Perhaps they can undo this. The only other thing I can think of is the church of Imodae in Magnimar might care for them or posses a cleric capable of saving them..
Seeing the way they treat there slaves an anger look comes over the half-orcs face. "These vile creatures, take away there spirit with these THINGS!" He roars. "I am with Aden let us find who is responsible, so we may learn more about these worms while I tear them limb by limb." Hashar stands eager to move on.
Xochti nods, "Aye, deal with the Derro and we can at least walk these folks out of here with more safety."