Both Sydon and Sak'bas practically collapsed, as soon as they were somewhere safe, both also coughing and wheezing from the noxious fumes in the hallway. It took a few minutes to use the scroll to remove the curse on Sak'bas, that left her almost as weak as him, especially as the holy power drained away from her.<br/><br/>The orb practically<em>hummed</em>with power - from the brief glimpses he could catch, he sensed overwhelming conjuration, divination, and necromancy.<br/><br/>The corpse of the zombie had a few things of value; a +1 dagger, and a ring of protection +2. The lich, on the other hand, had a Cloak of Resistance +3, a Headband of Mental Prowess (+2 Int and Cha), another Ring of Protection +2, and an elaborate gold coffer, on a chain around his neck that, upon examination, is intricately made, and studded with hundreds of tiny gemstones in complex, arcane patterns.<br/><br/>At the end of the hall, this wide chamber appears to have been naturally formed; its ceiling rises 25 feet and is festooned with stalactites. The stink of sulfur and tar are strong, as a huge lake of bubbling black tar dominates the chamber. From rock outcrops here and there on the walls bubble small springs of milky-looking water. Across the chamber, a stony shelf provides purchase for a door stoop before a black wooden door swollen in its frame. The broken stumps of two support posts protrude from the rock of the shelf as well as that of the main entrance near the pool’s edge, showing where a wooden bridge once spanned the inky soup.