As Lucas steps up to the coffin he can see that there is a shape under blankets which are on the base of the coffin. From one end of the blanket pile he can see several tresses of black hair.

Lucas cocked his head to the side at the sight. "If that don't scream trap, then I've gotten more paranoid since I got here." The 'wizard' mused aloud, half expecting to see some shifting in the blanket from the noise. If nothing comes of it however, he scoffs, shakes his head, and then he'd take out an old copper piece and say in a wizened voice, "Penny, er, copper for your thoughts, young one? Or shall it best be that I leave you two your own?", directing his words to the blanket pile. But amidst the nonchalantly spoken opener was an undercurrent of woven magic meant to open his mind enough to seek out nearby thoughts. Just to confirm before he or anyone else went rooting around the pile that there was a thinking creature beneath it. 

From the creature’s - whatever it may be - thoughts Lucas discerns an image of a skeletal desiccated figure of a man levitating off the ground. 

"Hmm... Ah, I see... Yes, I'm gonna take that as a no then." Lucas said still in the wizened voice while slowly backing away from the coffin. Then once a solid ten feet away, he... kept going until back in the central chamber. All without speaking of word of what he picked up on until he reached his destination. Though he would ultimately stop at least near the corridor leading into the coffin room.

As he's doing so, or at least trying to, Passoveloce, Seraph, and Seraph each hear one after the other in their head a buzz of static, followed by a familiar yet off putting voice say: 'Step right up, Ladies and Gentlemen! Don't be shy! You've earned yourself a prize! Simply approach the coffin, pull away the blankets, and claim it!~' At the same time as when the voice is reaching Seraph, Lucas addresses the group with, "Out of morbid curiosity, does this figure look familiar to any of ya'll by any chance?" He then proceed to conjure up a illusory statue bearing the same features as the one 'saw' earlier.

Seraph watches as Lucas inspects the coffin.  "My concern is that this is one of the victims?  Perhaps even Indrina Lamsensetle?  We must be sure." He then reaches out and starts to pull the blanket away from the head area of the body"

As Seraph pulls the blanket of the head area of the creature he sees it is a dark skinned human with long jet black hair. Her eyes flick open and …

(OOC is anybody responding to Lucas illusory picture?)

Anardil, who is keeping watch at the entrance, turns half way when she hears the strange voice but before she can say anything Seraph reveals the figure and it opens her eyes.

"Woah!" she jumps, pointing one her swords towards the figure. 

Vidar watches as Lucas inspects the coffin. When the illusion is summoned, he scrutinises it to see if he recognises the figure

Int Roll: 8 (history and investigation are the same)

Passoveloce just shakes his head in disbelief at this turn of events, wondering to himself how did these people ever manage to live as long as they have. He looks at the image conjured by Lucas. "I'm not sure, it looks vaguely familiar." says Passoveloce  referring to the illusion as he wracks his brain trying to remember anything about it.
History: 9
As Anardil jumps, he prepares for whatever comes out of the coffin. He says "Keep an eye at that door, Anardil. We do not want to be pincered"

Seraph continues to reveal whoever, or whatever, is in the coffin. "Hello there." he says.  "Are you Indrina Lamsensetle?" 

In response to Seraph’s question the figure says “No I’m not, but who are you and what are you doing here?”

In response to Lucas’ image Gyaan says “that’s Vecna an incredibly powerful - bordering on divine - archlich!” As Gyaan mentions the name, Passoveloce resalises he has has heard the name before but never seen an image of the archlich.

"V-man?! Awwww shoot! Oh f*** a duck! I thought his butt was firmly a 1e guy! Or... was it advance... 2e? Maannn shoot -- I'unno. S'pose technically CR used him, and Morty is a thing so, eh?" After spending a moment or two stroking his chin some more, Lucas eventually shrugged and shook his head. "Either way, and don't ask me how, but seems Big V's involved in his whole mess. Or at least some followers of his. But to what end is still the question, ain't it?" He'd say to those close enough by prior to calling down the hall into the coffin room, "Hey, uh, everything good 'n there?"

"My name is Seraph, of the Order of the Gauntlet," the armored figure declares, his voice calm but commanding as it resonates through the dim chamber. He glances briefly at his companions before fixing his intense gaze on the woman before him.

"We are searching for people who have been kidnapped," he continues, stepping closer with purpose. The light catches the sigil on his breastplate as his voice lowers. "Who are you? What is your name, and why are you lying in a coffin?"

Seraph pauses, closing his eyes as he utters a silent prayer. Reaching out with his divine senses, he searches for the telltale aura of Celestials, Fiends, or Undead, the charged air heavy with tension as he seeks the truth about the enigmatic woman.

Divine Sense:

Seraph is unable to pick up any emmanations of creatures such as celestials, fiends or even undead.

The women says in response to Seraph’s question “my name is Sarcelle Malinosh and i believe i meet your definition of someone who has been kidnapped! If you could escort me out of here I can make my own way home!”

Seraph pls make an insight roll.

Insight from game log - 16

As Seraph talks to Sarcelle he realises that something is troubling her but he can’t quite put a finger on it!

"Something troubles you m'lady.  Let me help you." Seraph offers with gallant concern.  "One of my companions, he discerned an image, of a skeletal desiccated figure of a man levitating off the ground. Is this what bothers you?"

Unaware of where Lucas had seen the image before Sarcelle says with a palpable relief “thank the gods I’m not alone and somebody else has had a similar vision of what may be a dreadful future for all living beings. I saw the desicated man levitate off the ground and then drifts of energy - populated with all sorts of horrors - began to a coalesce around it. The figure then screamed something and the energy exploded leaving only darkness!”

"What else do you know of this?   How did this image come to you?" He asks with concern.  "Is this why you are imprisoned here?"

In response to Seraph’s questions Sarcelle says “I truly don’t know why I was imprisoned or even how the vision came to me but until recently and hopefully soon in the future I used my magic powers to explore the mysteries of the Outer Planes. It is is possible that during my studies and journeys I somehow tapped into something that generated the vision. Does your colleague have any idea why they too have seen this vision?”