The party entered the room and began searching the moldering texts for anything of value. While the rest of the party began their investigation, Jerry moved forward to scout the adjoining room beyond the rubble.
This large room looks like it was once a scribing chamber. The remains of many desks are scattered about, and amid the rubble is a number of long-dried inkwells, other writing utensils, and scraps of paper. These things are covered with black mold and patches of light green mushrooms.
Amid a particularly thick patch of fungus in the southeast sits a pale and crusty froglike humanoid. It trembles and twitches as it stands and lurches forward. His skin is patchy and dry, like a squid left out in the sun and sand. His bulbous eyes open, and light stabs out from them.
The light is blinding but Jerry was able to shield his eyes and avoid any ill effects. It lights up the entire room and part of the room which the party first entered.
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