"Thanks. But what's in the package?"

"Jelly beans shaped like pills." she says, wondering why you simply didn't open it and find out as opposed to asking. "They're good for you."

Camilla takes a casual look at the junk before saying, "Shall we continue on?"

Search searchy search: 3

Welp.

Morrigan quickly scribes in her books as she glances around the room. "Well we at least solved the mystery of the circus and avenged them. I suggest we rest for a bit before continuing on."

She takes the next bit to look around the room 16

Camilla kicks a few things around and declares the room a junkpile.
Morrigan, however, notes that under one of the crates Camilla kicked is stowed a large sack. Inside, Morrigan finds a variety of coins valued at 85 gold pieces. 

Moving forward...

The stench here is overpowering. The northeast corner of this ruined library has been used as a latrine and is piled high with waste. Along the western wall are two small circus wagons, one sporting an open cage and painted with a snarling ape.

Several of the shelves have been broken up and the wood and books have been used to create a cook fire against the north wall. Most of the library has clearly been lost. Those shelves that remain have strange flame shrouded rope-like carvings decorating them.

Sydril frowns at the awful smell.  "That is most foul."  She moves the other side of the room, near the other entrance.

Camilla and Poopy's face wrinkle. "Aw, dude. Did you fart again?" they both turn to Zook. She then looks at the book.

Investigation: 18
Perception: 6

The bookshelves are in sad shape. Most of the books have been burned and those that remain are smeared with filth and rotten to a slimy paste. The titles on the covers are written in Abyssal, Common, Deep Speech, Draconic, and Infernal and suggest that the library was devoted conjuring and binding things from other planes. The shelves themselves are decorated to look like tentacles covered in flames. Camilla is about to give up on the shelves when she finds on one of the higher shelves is a scroll tube carved like a mass of grasping tentacles. The tube itself is a disturbing work of art and also a trinket that protects anything inside from moisture. It is worth 15 gp. Inside is a spell scroll of Arms of Hadar.

"OoH!" she coos. "Tentacles! And money!"

Walking absent mindedly into the room rubbing the temples of his head.  "My apologies for seeming so out of it.  For the briefest moment I had images or gnome like creatures attempting to make sounds of wind instruments of various sizes.  It was as if they hadn't played them in months!...Oooo...what did we find?  Also, I am feeling quite unwell.   Does anyone have any healing talents?"

FYI:  I got to hear my beginning band students for the first time live since October.  Zook also is down to 1 hp.

"Why yes, my flatulent friend!" Camilla smiled. "Come."

Again appeared the infernal healing instruments of hit point improvement from her hand. She picked a few medical instruments from her magical toolbox and "stitched" and "sutured" you up, healing you for:

Cure Wounds: 9

"Welp! That's all the spell slots for me." she declared.

"I have but a bit of healing. I think we should rest here until we feel better. This library seems as good a place as any to rest," Morrigan says as she sits down and counts out 14 gold per person. 

"Looks like there's nowhere further to go here," comments Tarak.  He moves back to the southern entrance into the library and guards.  He paces back and forth in the entrance, looking south.

What on this earth could those cultists have been looking for in my temple?  I can't make sense of this mess.  Hopefully, we'll meet the man in black and I can take my revenge anyway.  Gruumsh will surely lose patience with me if I do not take revenge on him soon - or do something drastic.  I wonder how hard it would be to poke my own eye out...

Beyond the hole in the wall with the mural, a wide stairway sweeps into the depths. The walls and stairs are carved with tentacles that end in eyes or fanged mouths. Blood stains the walls and at the edge of your light there appear to be bodies at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh my....most impressive.  Most impressive indeed.  Thank you for your assistance....Camille was it?  I must learn how you performed such an act.  Yes indeed.  Must learn."  

He peeks down the stairs.  "Hmmmm....mayhaps we should take a momentary reprieve before descending those stairs.  What say you.....hmmmm... friends?"

"Close!" the tiefling said. "It's CamillA." she emphasized the "A".

She looked at the stairs. "Are the stairs going up? Or down?"

Zook sits down on the floor and pulls out multiple books.  He then ritual casts comprehend languages and then before they decide to move on ritual cast detect magic.

As Zook finishes his spell, he notes that the stairs emanate evocation magic.

Looking at the walls of the stairs, Morrigan shakes her head, "This place is strange, raiding goblins, murals of tentacles, and somewhere in here is our man who randomly abducted a woman. I fail to see how this all connects.... But anyways, looks like a corpse down below." When everyone is ready, she leads the way down the stairs.