Out of the Frying Pan

Our searching proved fruitful, we found a good deal of random and potentially valuable items in the rooms. One of the rooms held some snoozing sahaugins. We voted not to kill them in their sleep, it felt wrong. That proved to be the wrong choice, they snuck up and attacked us from behind. They nearly killed Kalibek and Patruska. Not Good. I summoned some octopi from the deep, drawing inspiration from Lunadris' companion Gil. We survived the combat.
 
OH! During it, Lunadris was banished back to the plane of water. He mentioned that someone helped him get back to us. A potential ally? We could use the help sometimes.
 
We fought so many sahaugin. Some had magic, some 4 arms—even a sea troll. Figuring out how to kill that thing was not fun. We managed to rest somewhere on the floors above. It was much needed, we nearly died several times.
 
Digging in the rooms for supplies, we managed to find more useful things in the boxes, including a seemingly magical necklace. We found worshippers of the Shark God Dazovas the Devourer. That was my fault. I opened a box and was enchanted to believe I worshipped him. I fought with my crew and led them into a temple to this destructive deity. When I seemed to not make sense, Kalibek tried to dig into my mind. Even addled I was able to force him out before the enchantment overtook me.
 
In the temple, with it's carved reliefs and bloody scenes, I was attacked within but the pain helped me shake the enchantment. We defeated the sahaugin priests and worshippers, then settled into rest and heal some.
 
I need to be more careful. Once again the world has shown me that curiosity isn't always a good thing. I think I will leave the digging to someone else next time. The thought of being ripped apart for some zealot's worship is terrifying. If we survive finding the rest of the Zephyr crew I need to think through my goals here. Money is good, this crew is discombulatingly efficient despite our chaotic nature. We can't continuously stock this turtle-dragon. We have our own ends and means, individually and as a crew, that require coin.
 
We ready to fight on.