"You know, when he says it like that, he sounds like those cultists Nenio clowned on when we met her." 

"Oh, man, you are not wrong."

"Enough! Kill them all!"

Oh Really. And How Do You Plan To Do That. 

...Seeing the Death Star, in person, in actual Death Star shape, is in fact kind of scarier than just talking to some crusader who you believe to be the Death Star. 

But, like, also, they do have crossbows. 

Incidentally, Lusilla isn't the only one who can turn into a dangerous flying thing!

WELL THAT'S UPSETTING AND UNEXPECTED. 

Fortunately, Faxon is a caster! With area of effect spells!

Such as Fireball! 

BOOM

Ow

Ow! Like, it's for sure a good thing that Lusilla is fire-resistant, but also, ow. 

Time to concentrate their attacks on the little bugger who just did that!

He can still make his concentration check to cast! Mostly. 

Ow. But the point isn't to keep him from casting, the point is just to make him dead. 

Which they can, in fact, ultimately accomplish! 

He doesn't go down easily, though, and between that and all his cronies, they're going to be pretty battered by the end of it. 

"Thank you Daeran, I appreciate you Daeran," Lusilla says, after the latter has channeled a second time. ...She would have gotten up to full without his help, obviously, but the others wouldn't've and there was no reason for her to excuse herself from the channels that were happening anyway. 

Meanwhile, Seelah is poking around looking for papers. "I'm not seeing much of anything...it might be too much to hope that they were writing things down. Woljif, you finding anything useful on the bodies?"

"Oh, plenty! No cultist documents, though." 

"There's a basement," Daeran says, pointing to a doorway half-shielded from view by the sweeping stone stairs. "They may have chosen to keep anything sensitive down there." 

Lusilla glances up at the sky. "Well, a basement would certainly be more weatherproof. Lead on."

In the basement, they run almost immediately into a frightened, bald, half-elven man. 

His eyes dart between them. "Hey! Who are you? Eh...Praise Baphomet! What are you doing here? Did Faxon send you? I heard a noise outside, but I was busy making a list of relics. Did something happen?"

Hmmmm. If he's actively asking if his boss sent them, he probably won't be too hard to fool if Lusilla claims to be another cultist...on the other hand, he's not actually holding alchemist's fire over a bunch of hostages, so it might be better just to be honest...

"Sure, Faxon sent us! He said you should give us any important papers you have. Also valuables." 

"Woljif, those are the museum's valuables!"

"So? We can put 'em back." Or, like, ideally not that, if he can get away with it, but putting them back is an option.