Hayeth will walk into the room saying 'Gach a glitters, gach a fheicim, taispeánann do rúin draíochta dom'  while snapping her fingers and bringing a magical quill into being which she writes some script which floats in the air like a purple flame breifly before dissapearing as her eyes shimmer with a pearlescent sheen which lingers as she casts Detect Magic as a ritual but uses her Awakened Spellbook to use the Standard 1 Action casting time

"I'll figure out which of these the Yuan-Ti has a grip on and which are willing, if in the meantime you can tie them up"

OOC: Are there any cultists with more than one Enchantment aura lingering on them? I.e. One for sleep and another for Charm, as well as any other auras in the area (She knows charm person so I'd imagine she knows what she is looking for with auras of it)

Lia carefully steps out of the area now covered with vines and heads back to where she had placed the cultists' victim. She crouches down next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving it a gentle shake if he doesn't seem focused on her. "Hey. Are you alright?" She runs through the motions she's been taught - checking pulse and breathing, looking at pupil dilation, and the like - to try and figure out what could be affecting him.

Medicine: 14

Noell goes around the room asking others for rope, and then gets to work lashing together the cultists' hands and feet.  "I never thought this was a life skill I'd be developing," she complains, as she pushes the hoods back on each of the sleeping figures and studies their faces.

(DM, does Noell recognize any as locals?)

Dumasz helps with the tying up. Gotta be quick or the spell will wear off

As Vahorn helps with tying up the cultists, using much of it to fasten them in a circle around the monument they worshipped, he watches Lia and the victim, avoiding eye contact. (Survival 16 as he leads the tying up process) 

When they are done, he turns to Hayeth. “So, you speak the tongue of the trees. Can you hear their screams, as their flesh is harvested for scrolls and books? I hear it... every step I take here. Your deeds today have done some small part toward reparations, but your debt is far from paid.” As his eyes flit around the floor, the biting tone seems to have softened from his voice

Hayeth turns back to Vahorn while looking over the room with her spell the opalescent hues obsuring her pupils and irises and she speaks softly "Assuming you're refering to Sylvan, I cannot hear the tree's it's not in my skillset, but it's interesting, I don't know it from the trees as I assume you do, but I learned it out of respect for them from my teacher, I understand the sacrifice I cause, but it is neccesary"

She pauses a moment holding her spellbook in her hand and gently runs her fingers along the fine paper within and smiles not happily but with understanding "I understand your pain Vahorn I feel it through every sheet in this book, I'm under no illusions that they were once alive in one way"

She pauses again breathing in and looking up as though she can see the sky through the roof "But the life wasn't wasted just as a hunted Deer is no waste it's... repurposed, changed, brought into a new form, where a Deer becomes food, weaponry and leather, the trees become a record of life, not a desecration of it more of a celebration and in the same way you'd use a bone from a Deer as a spear, the trees become a weapon against the failings of the past so we can learn from the failings of our past"

Dumasz perks up. “In this metaphor, you’d refer to what you are doing as a ‘fire break’ for knowledge and civilization. An interesting take.” 

Hayeth can see that the only cultist with an aura other than sleep is Aleena, who has a stronger enchantment spell that is fading before your eyes. It is NOT charm person.

Lia, you can see he is drugged, likely from a fungus based natural poison. He doesn't looked like his breathing is affected, so it is likely to fade on its own.

Hayeth turns back to Aleesa saying "She was under it's grip, it's stronger than a normal charm spell but it's fading, the rest seem to have only our spells upon them"

She then turns back to Dumasz and Vahorn "I think we should be quick here, as much as I'd love to continue our conversation we should carry on later and talk about what to do with the rest, Aleesa was not in her right mind so we just need to wait for the spell to wear off"

“Perhaps I can help with that.” Dumasz begins to warble out a few words in Draconic, a sing song nursery rhyme rhythm (attempting to inspire the girl if she can save etc from whatever charm it may be)

Clarification:  the fading aura is not indicative of an active spell, just the presence of one that has recently ended.

Ooc: Oh my bad

Hayeth looks up as Dumasz starts singing "Actually it just faded I was seeing the last vestiges of it clinging to her, we can probably wake her now, it may be a good idea to ask her some questions"

Dumasz coughs a bit, and clears his throat. “Yeah, nevermind, that’s a terrible idea.”

(Again, are any of them villagers Noell recognized, again?  I rolled a 9 for perception this time though I didn't think I'd need to make a roll for literally looking at bound prisoners' faces.)

"I think we should take all these cultists back to town bound together and have Undermayor Harbin decide what to do with them, and which of them were willing or unwilling participants in this awful ritual," Noell tells the others.  "But there's so many of them... we're going to need to be careful!"

She looks around the chambers to see if there are any other exits, obvious or not, or any other items or objects of interest or worth.  She also dutifully strips every person dressed in cult robes - including Aleesa - of any weaponry they might have.

Perception to check the room: 14

"Only Aleesa had any other magic lingering other than the spells Dumasz and I cast, the rest I don't sense any tethers on their minds" Hayeth looks at the other cultists then back to Aleesa "I'd say Aleesa didn't do this of her free will but the others did"

[[Sorry. It slipped my mind.]]

None of the other cultists are local.  You remove the cultists scimitars and find a hidden door leading to a small living chamber with a number of bunk beds, some personal belongings, a table and chairs and a sizable chest.

Hayeth: The large circular stone is radiating very powerful abjuration magic.

With everybody tied up and disarmed, Vahorn just shrugs at Hayeth and Noell. “So long as they don’t come back and cause more trouble, I don’t care what the Undermayor does with them. Getting them back might be troublesome. We’ll need to keep watch on them, case they try to escape.”

Noticing Noell peeking into a passage, Vahorn heads over, “What is it, what’s down there? Are there more of them?”

"Friends stay off the stone, there's some sort of enchantment on it" She will walk up closer to it and inspect it closer without touching it to see if she can try to ascertain the nature of the aura on the stone

Arcana: 20

It's a seal, and the magic extends into the ground quite far.

“He’s not hurt, just completely out of it. Drugs should wear off on their own in a few hours, maybe a day. Not much we can do but wait it out,” Lia tells the others as she walks over to where they have the cultists tied up. “What’s the plan with this lot?”