Brady
"And will this miasma effect us at all? I'd rather not fall asleep in combat." He asks, lighting his lantern and hooking it onto his belt, "Here's hoping they're hard sleepers."
Dawn
*Staying infront of the door, gathering himself to go in before turning to face Damien*

**"Im concern this place might not have been sealed; it will dissipate and both priest and orc alike shall awake... Sadly yes it will effect us, the longer an individual is exposed to the Miasma, the more the mind can become damaged. Those who've been under the effect of it for extended periods of time have been known to lose their minds entirely. In some cases, a few never awoke at all."

*Continuing to list the risk, hoping they wouldn't back out now. His gaze sincere, a proper warning this time to make sure these two adventures were still in*
Susan
Mirihil visibly grew uncomfortable at the news. Her mind was her pride and joy; it was the thing she'd devoted her entire life to keeping as sharp as a blade. She'd need to run some tests on herself once this was all over to make sure there were no lasting effects. Brush up on her Restoration to take care of any symptoms that did show up, maybe.

"All the more reason to get in and out as fast we can," She eventually answered with steely determination.
Brady
"Indeed. It's a good thing I decided to join, more hands on this means it will be quicker." He says, "If they've all gone mad then there's no saving them, we should step carefully, but kill if we need to."
Dawn
*Giving both of them a nod, he entered the tower. Not saying much, looking around as he made his way to back of the room of the first room*
"Give me just a moment, and I'll have this open.."

*As he speaks, this gives light to the hall. A makeshift a makeshift shrine of Mara on the left-hand wall. A copy of Trials of St. Alessia is on the table under the shrine... Then suddenly out of the darkness two skeevers rush the two adventurers. Erandur not paying much attention as he started to blast fire upon the back wall carving.*
Susan
Mirihil let out a disgusted "Ugh!" As the skeevers appeared. She brought her hand up in a half-closed fist, lightning appearing in her grasp. She pushed towards the skeever closer to her and with a crack, it jumped from her hand. It hit the first skeever and then leapt to the second, frying them both.

"Disgusting creatures," She sneered. "Sorry for the smell."
Brady
"You get used to odd smells when exploring old ruins." He says with a chuckle, unsheathing his rapier, the blade glitters in the light, "There's rarely ever only a few skeevers. Be on your guard, they'll be the least of our worries."
Dawn
* There is a strange, almost mechanical noise coming from the back of the entrance hall, near the large central wall carving. Erandur clearing his throat as he wasn't paying attention to the skeevers. The door unlocked as a dark shadowy curtain becomes visible, leading deeper into the town*

"Now I can show you the source of the nightmares. Over here..."

*He walked down the halls, coming upon the Skull of Corruption... Clearly this place hasn't been touched in quite awhile. A bunch of cobwebs and dust. Though, the sounds of shuffling and groaning. The sound of the orc invaders start to wake up, groaning as they were all around the halls and corners of the temple Sanctum*

"They're waking?!"

*His palms ignited, ready for Combat. As some immediately became hostile and charged Mirihil and Damien in a blind tired rage*
Susan
She watched as the illusion dissipated under Erandur's spell. Before she proceeded, she looked over to the shrine of Mara and thought, *"Hope you're watching over us."* After that tiny little prayer, if it could even be called that, she started to follow the priest down the halls.

She looked down at the Skull of Corruption when Erandur pointed it out. It radiated power—she felt every cell of her body light up and thrum with magicka. But sure enough, she sensed a thick tarry nature behind the energy that permeated this place. 

She perked up with narrowed eyes when the Orcs started waking up. "Let them come to us," She announced. The temperature around her dropped as whirling frost gathered in her palm. She brought the hand up and shot the ice horizontally across the stairs halfway between them and the charging Orcs, leaving behind a wall that their enemies would have to pass through. Once they did so, she fired off an Ice Spike to both of the approaching Orcs.
Brady
"The Skull of Corruption. That's a powerful artifact, hasn't been seen for quite some time, I've only read about it, to see it up close..." His voice trails off, staring at it, but he snaps back into attention when the orcs began charging them, "I'll be telling tales about this for some time!" He takes up a duelist posture, his rapier and buckler ready to defend him against the orc's attacks