A strong wind passes through the chambers, a touch of vertigo, and a shimmer in the air occurs.

The pool's bottom is obscured by the dirt Rod had thrown in, now mud.  The pool is 3 feet deep, The bottom isn't glass, it's cobblestone, but there's probably a thousand crystals set in it. Eristo finds he can submerge his top half and reach the bottom, prying up one of the small quartz crystals takes a couple minutes with breaks for breathing.  After it's removed bubbles start coming up mud swirls slowly into the hole.  Following Eristo's lead Alwyn also pries a crystal up, and Eristo another increasing the rate of drain, though at this point it's like draining a pool with a garden hose.  As Alwyn glances at the crystal he's removed he realizes it's probably worth about a gold piece.  Then Xiamat joins smashing at them with Rod's ten-foot pole.

(Xiamat roll a to-hit vs. a crystal)

19:40, Today: Xiamat rolled 4 using 1d10.  Damage roll (if needed).
19:39, Today: Xiamat rolled 1 using 1d3.  Bonus die.
19:39, Today: Xiamat rolled 12 using 1d20.  To hit.

Xiamat smashes a crystal into bits, and through the floor, it opens a slightly bigger hole than prying them out, and is quicker, but the valuable crystal is destroyed.

“Big hole!  Big, big hole!”  Liking the way this is going, Xiamat attempts to make another.

20:30, Today: Xiamat rolled 1 using 1d3.  Bonus die.
20:30, Today: Xiamat rolled 8 using 1d20.  To hit.
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Alwyn smiles to himself at the warrior's antics.  Speed is probably important right now, but he's not really the smashing type even under ideal circumstances, so he just continues prying instead.  Every little bit helps...

Seeing what Alwyn is doing, Xiamat does the same, while cheerleading.  “Come on, water.  Let’s go down.  Don’t make us frown.  Come on water... drain away.  No time to play.  We ain’t got all day.”

Rod decides to join you in prying out crystals, not wanting to be left out of treasure recovery.

Xiamat smashes another crystal, almost missing it, then switches to prying.  Rod joins the prying party.

No sound or indication that the clay statues are perusing through the closed door, or up the stairs.

(OOC: skipping ahead, Eristo, is Clyde helping or just keeping watch out?)

After about half an hour Xiamat and Rod have 12 each, and Alwyn and Eristro 13 of the crystals, the floor of the pool creaks and starts sagging around the edges where you've been working.  The pool has drained about 1/3 inch below the lip.

Eristo stops to take a break. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he says, "Keep up the good work, Clyde. Look! Gems! This is why you came along, is it not?"

He wondered, though, what was happening below...

“I hate to sound like pussy, but maybe we take gems and get out of here?  I don’t know about fighting all those guys.”

(OOC: is everyone continuing with the gem harvesting, or is it off to check on the clay soldiers? or leave? something else?)

Eristo is curious what the effect of all this water might be having.

"Clyde, take a peek begind the door and see what it looks like down there, yes?"