Against the cult: the Forest Ruin (1.5)

The old stone speaks its secrets to Aanbo through his fingers, and he is able to feel exactly where to strike with the pommel of his dagger - crack! crack! crack! - at five points around the rock stalk supporting the globes. They drop easily into his hands.

The party now has two globes that shed light as bright as the sun 30'. Each one is one pace boot across and is surprisingly light, weighing only 25 pounds. You'll need to decide what you will do with them, and with the antidote mixture that has cured in the silver bowl. At some point, Joseph extinguished his candle, and has slid the silver candlestick into his bag.

Kragga hefts the second sphere. Though not heavy for a stone of this size (perhaps it is hollow?), it is still not lightweight. Thus, because he is the strongest, even above Ogbar, he volunteers to take it.

"I can haul this out of here. Quite a find!" Kragga will put the orb in his backpack, rearranging everything to fit. He can't help but think of this as a good omen, a positive sign that he was indeed meant for this kind of mission, as the priests had foretold.

Using the Continual Light orb he retrieved, Aanbo can craft more of the mixture for as long as he wants and the party remains in the ruin. The first batch of mixture is apparently ready to use. After completing the translation/inscription work, Kragga hands the completed letter to Theran and then rearranges his pack to fit the other glowing orb. Xana asks whether they want any help. Theran has the completed letter. Tired of his fruitless daydreaming about the chieftain's daughter, Ogbar approaches Albertus: "I'm tired of all this study. I want to do something. What about you? Would you like to try to get into the room on the first floor, or see what's down the stairs from the kitchen?"
Until he's specifically called out to help with something, Joseph occupies himself by counting the exact amount of coins in the strongbox.

With torch in hand, Albertus proceeds down the stairs after Ogbar, followed by Kragga. The clear floor of the kitchen gives way to stone steps leading down into progressively thicker layers of dust. As they walk, they stir up the dust and smell the rich, cloying aroma of mildew and other fungus. The stairs open into a cellar tiled with stone. Blackened with age, wooden boxes and barrels are piled high in the corners. A doorway into another room to the south is blocked by a closed and rusted iron portcullis. A chain emerging from a hole in the wall by the portcullis is wound around a winch by the doorway.

The portcullis and chain are both lightly corroded, suggesting that there is some amount of moisture in the air (also supported by the darkening of the wooden boxes and barrels stacked throughout the cellar room). But only a bit of moisture; they otherwise seem sturdy enough. The anchoring of the winch seems quite solid, as are both the chain and the gate. Shining the torch through the iron grid of the portcullis, Albertus can see some of the the room beyond: sturdy tables covered with dusty shapes that might be tools or weapons, what is definitely an anvil, and a dark wooden door on the left/east wall. So far, Kragga has hung back by the stairs, and Ogbar has ventured into the center of the room, wary (yet half-hoping) lest something jump out at them.Albertus, looking at the rusty metal, can roll a WIS Insight check. Aside from that, what is everyone doing?