Lost Mines, Lost Labs, and Lost Hope (RobJFalcon's Campaign)

Absinthe moves 30ft south, 5ft east, and 5ft southeast so he has a clear view of the wraith.  Lifts one leg, let's out a brutal fart, and in an Airbender style wafts it up and sends it toward the wraith while releasing a dart in the same manner.

Gaseous Dart Attack: 6 Damage: 4

"Dirty horse ass!"

Con Save: 23

Most of the party holds an attack in case the wraith shows himself, with the exception of Az Emberi who heals Fjolnir, and Absinthe who charges right into the fungus room after the undead apparition. He misses and kicks up a cloud of poisonous spores, but manages to successfully circumvent them.

Mormesk moves 5' out from behind his cover toward Absinthe, at which point a bolt, a blast, an arrow, and a firebolt are released at him before he is close enough to strike. Between Dirk and Fjolnir, their magically imbued weapons fire projectiles that pierce the wraith's form in a way physical weapons shouldn't, and the figure disperses into the air before an attack is made.

Combat is over. You each gain 440 XP from the Spectator, the Flameskull, (again) and Mormesk. Your XP total should be 5587.

23- Mormesk the Wraith- Dead
21- Dirk 
19- Dustfinger 20/27
17- Hymir 30/30
14- Az Emberi 23/31 (concentrating on Moonbeam)
11- Flameskull- Dead
7- Fjolnir 31/44
6- Absinthe 25/35 (Inspired 1d6)

"Imagine having centuries to do and learn whatever you want with your unlife and instead spending it glued to a box in a hole in the ground before getting farted to death by a martial arts mountain man, and nobody remembers even your name." Dustfinger reflects on life, or unlife, as it were. Turns back to the room and the box. "Well, are we rich?"

Mine!  It was me, don't need god to tell me otherwise.

Heading back into the old wizard's quarters, you find the scorched chest to be unlocked and contains 1,100 cp, 160 sp, 25 gp, three diamonds (100 gp each), and a wooden pipe adorned with platinum filigree (150 gp)

He said books, I know I said I don't care about the books and I don't.... but maybe there's pornography.  I search the room for these aforementioned tomes and anything else of value not to be overlooked.

Roll investigation.

... no... I mean 18 .... lol shit.  Clearly I'm not as interested in finding shit as I proclaimed.

Indeed. You don't even notice the bookcase.

Fjolnir returns to the room to poke around, looking for anything that catches his eye, be it bedknobs, bookcases, or broomsticks. PER 8

Investigation.   11

Perception. 16

Investigation 2

Az Emberi notices one book on the shelf with less dust on it than any others.

Roll a second investigation check.

13

You don't notice anything special about the book, but you know it has been used more recently than the others.

Hymir taking a peek over your shoulder: 14

Hymir points out some stitching on the inside cover that is not of the original construction of the book.

I give the book to hymir and set about finding a suitable bag to drown the skull 

I try to recall any ways I might be able to keep that skull incapacitated despite the depths of such knowledge often being out of my bounds.  9  (Arcana) I really want to keep that thing somehow.

Hymir tears the seam of the book open and a folded paper falls out. It reveals this:

 Az Emberi, unless you used one of your backpacks, there are no suitable bags here. You do remember seeing some sacks at the cave entrance with the supplies when you first arrived.

Dirk, you know that the flameskull is an undead creature, controlling it would take the power of necromancy that is, as of yet, unavailable to any of you.

Dustfinger:

 Everyone: You notice at some point Hymir's mechanical spider has ended up clinging to the outside of his pack. No one witnessed it getting there, you just notice that it is there now. It's not strange to see a spider on him since his familiar is a spider, but now there are two of them.

"Yoink." Dusty snatches the paper up as it falls and looks it over. "This place looks... I don't understand why someone would make a map of a ruined town. 'Welcome to sunny Daoine Gloine, population: those poor ****s were killed a thousand years ago.' Anyway, my inner demons say we need to go here." Waves the paper all around for everyone to see.