After their fight with the staj, the Mokers went east through one of the four doors leading out of the pool chamber. This led to a narrow room which had been tunnelled into (or out of) at some point. Above the arch leading to the tunnel someone had carved “Continue and the loss of an eye will seem trivial”. The party took this as a rallying cry and moved out along the carved passage. They came across an opening to the south which led to a storeroom. Ke-tant led the way into the cramped space and a creature dropped from the roof, attempting to slam against his head and envelop him in its leathery wings. As this did not succeed Ke-tant got the chance to slash at it with his sword. His first attempts were clumsy in this confined area, so he suffered more damage from the creature before cleaving it in two with his greatsword. The room itself was lined with freestanding shelves which held jars containing water and dried meat. It was not very appetising, but functional.
Beyond this offshoot, the carved tunnel led east and then spiralled down into the darkness below. Before attempting this, the party decided to regroup and find a place to rest. They went up and out of the temple and wandered the streets of the ruins looking for a suitable house in which to hole up. They found one fairly quickly and set watches once they came upon a defensible location. Their rest was uneventful, so the Mokers returned to the lairs of the staj and decided to try the doors they had not looked behind. In one they found a mouldy bag with an amethyst and a dagger inside. Another contained a sibeccai skull stuck on a spear. A pearl sat in one eye socket and a phial of blue glass was perched on the crown of the skull. Mera revealed that the spear and the glass phial were magical, as was the dagger from the previous room. Once they had looked in these rooms, Mezezar became convinced that there may be another room lurking unseen behind the walls. He urged the others to search for an opening hidden in the stonework. The Mokers could not find anything. Now satisfied that they left nothing behind them, the party descended the spiralling tunnel.
The floor in the torchlight looked oddly like glass it was so smooth, and the wall to their right was carved from green jade. Covering most of this wall was a mural depicting two creatures in red robes, standing on the summit of a jade tower shaped in the form of a coiled dragon. Their hands were raised to the sky, and far below a throng of Kobold Kin look on. Between the two robed figures was an enormous, stone doorway; in the centre of which a bas-relief dragon was carved out of the green stone. The mouth of the dragon jutted out further than the rest of the relief, its teeth bared as if ready to bite or breathe. Beneath this head was writing in some strange script. Before they could have a chance to examine this more completely, they could hear a disquieting chorus of mumblings and babblings coming from further ahead which distracted them. Inching carefully forward, the Mokers found themselves confronted by a gibbering mouther. Mezezar ran forward to attack the beast, but he was stopped short by the acid spittle that the thing flung at him, momentarily blinding him. The mojh retreated. Ke-Tant was not to be cowed and he rushed forward and slashed at the creature with his sword. He connected but it was almost that the thing could flow around his blade, neutralising most of its effectiveness. Mera, Gath and Obur were about to confront the beast as well, when all went utterly black for them. Mera and Gath tried to retreat out of the darkness back they way they had come, but not before some spell effect exploded nearby damaging the whole group.
The Mokers were getting worried, and they left the giant to wade through the softening floor to attack the mouther while Obur pressed on through the darkness to try and find what they thought might be their other adversary. It was like a sick parlour game, with chaotic attempts at blind communication; shouting instructions; straining for the sounds of combat; feeling along stony walls in the hopes of finding light. Gath found his way south and realised that Obur had fallen to some foe and was bleeding beneath him on the floor. Mera found his way through to Ke-Tant just as the giant witnessed the mouther die, but strangely, not from a current strike against it. Mezezar sight returned to him while he was in the darkness so he too went groping for the greenbond.
The giant Ke-Tant, and Mera made it through the darkness while the other two tended to Obur in the lightless tunnel. On the other side stood a blind mojh, its eyes having been removed but it was not lacking in awareness. It moved as if it had the clearest of vision. As the two Mokers approached it made to cast another spell, but this was an error as it exposed itself to the attacks of the two before it. This opening was enough for the pair to finish it. Mera realised that the mojh had been about to cast another spell of darkness. Mera quickly searched their foe and found several items that she deemed magical. They waited for their comrades to come through into the torchlight and join them.