Yes! If you stare past the water, it is a brewing thunderstorm in there. A thick grey cloud sparking with lightning. Floating in the middle is this giant snake like thing, blazing aflame and covered with little tendrils. I tried to depict it at the top. See the eye and that strange smile. When I saw it, it turned it's head and smiled at me.
The pool starts to bubble...
"Okay, everyone step away from the pool. Felicia, when you say it smiled, are we talking nice smile, or play with the mouse smile?"
There's a difference? Not sure I underst...
The water surface breaks as a serpentine head pokes through. [color=red]I am aleays nice, especially to lovely yong fertile ladies. My name is Azaxaza, scion of SuGar. And I am pleased to meet such fine young women. How many of you are there?
The serpent looks like a giant garter snake, all aglow with wisps of fire racing over its body and sparks of lightning. And energy dots. What Felecia mistook for tendrils is actually an aura of Jack Kirby style energy dots. But it looks like little tendrils of fire rising and collapsing.
"There are three women, if you include Felicia here." she gestures to the cat. "Though I am not, strictly speaking, fertile at the moment. What is your interest?"
[color=red]Cats and cattle and crops all count. Though I can tell Felecia is already pregnant. You smell fertile. I can inspect closer if you want, and if I am wrong I can fix that for you. And these others too. We can have a splendid party in here.
"I have suspended my fertility, intentionally. I will allow myself to be fertile again in a couple of months. Who are you that I should want to bear your children?"
[color=red]I wasn't refering to myself directly, but yours would be the son of a dragon if we mated. And I told you who I am. Azaxaza, scion of SuGar the dragon god of storms and fertility. I have the power to overcome the barren womb and contraceptive curse, and your son would have the blessing of a dragon.
"Intriguing, but what I seek is knowledge more than a... son. If you could share with me knowledge of the ancient rites of fertility, or perhaps point me in the direction where I might find such knowledge, I'm sure we could work out something mutually beneficial."
[color=red]I'm pretty old, but I would not say...
...um, maybe I am ancient. I don't get out much. I prefer to stay in the caves. But I have seen generations come and go. I have been forgotten, rediscovered, and forgotten again many times over. I have helped women of the Andorrans and Andossi, I have been worshipped by Basques and Tartessians, and in my earliest memories I recall the Troglodytes and Jentilak of old.
I do know much that I could teach you. The mysteries of fertility and creation magic. And for that I have a price. But before I will even discuss that, I'm gonna want to see some copulating going on.
The scintillating glow of the fiery aura surrounding the serpent shifts and changes to softer tones of blue and violet. Mood lighting. From somewhere you hear tranquil music, some sort of pipe or flute played masterfully.
"Oh, why didn't you say you liked to watch?" She grabs the porter and the runner and if either (or both) are willing (and able to perform in front of an audience). "Okay, boys lets make sure we take the time to enjoy this as well as entertain our host."
... fade to black with porno soundtrack...
... (not having put clothes back on yet) "so, would you like to discuss price now?"
Things went blue pretty quick 
The grogs are hesitant and stunned by your request, but the serpent cues the hypnotic scintillating lights and they are mezmerized and suddenly in the mood.
...***...
Then when all is finished, Fleur turns to the serpent and...
[color=red]Heh heh, the price...
The price has been paid, just finish what you started. If you do not, then you will be cursed for all time. You have plenty to study and lean, you shall see.
And if there is nothing more to be said, the serpent sinks back down into his hole.
Fleur looks at the two naked spent men falling asleep on the cave floor. "Finish what I? Looks pretty finished to me." So what do I where is the..." she sighs deeply. "So further in? Head out? Of we probably need to let them sleep."
muwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Fleur decides to catch some sleep as well while the grog take turn on watch. Upon waking (assuming nothing happens during their rest) she will head further into the cave.
As for my evil laughter, it may be premature. I need to know your Magic Resistance versus Corpus.
Anyway, going further into the cave provides further twists and turns. Eventually you come to a point where you must choose between three directions. Forward ahead of you the path descends and narrows to where you would have to crawl. Forking ahead to the right the path leeds to a shaft you can climb up.
To the left the path curves back, turns, and leads to a corridor carved from the stone and at the end is an iron shod oak door.
MR to corpus is 14.
I doubt what I'm looking for is behind an oak door- that seems entirely to recent a development. She will take the middle path. Squeezing through a tight opening and birthing ritual seem related...
Drats. Fleur is unaffexted. Almost, but her Contaceptive magic affects the Might cost of his ritual power, which lowers Penetration.
But the others were affected. And his hypnosis affected everyone but Fleur. So instead, we have two ladies carrying the consequences of what you started.
Squeezing through the cave, you enter a crevice that leads to a crack that leads to a chamber. Very dark.
Two other ladies took the responsibility for Fleur having a three way with two guys? That is some pretty powerfull magic...
Fleur once again casts lamp without flame (target 10, Creo:12, ig 0, sta:3, aura:?, die roll:... invisible castle seems to be down)
she holds it while the porters get more conventional lights lit inside the chamber.
Call it Vindictive DM syndrome :mrgreen:
The mezmerization inspired the whole group, and the fertility power affected everyone as well. All except Fleur. The results will be something she can study to gain insight.
The room is lit, and you spot a spiral staircase hewn from stone leading further down.
Fleur stops to consider the staircase, and the hallway before. She was used to the caves of Cavum de mere, unworked but decorated, or more accurately defaced- directions had been drawn over the ancient figures as the cave had been plundered centuries past. What she found here was more worked, more artisan than ancient tribal magic. Hewn stone and oak doors. Still, she was here, and might as well se what secrets the cave held, if not the ones she was looking for. Still, no need to make this a long expedition, she still had work on her lab to get back to. Down the stairs, see what lies beyond the womb's entrance. She makes a quick note of the name she has given the narrow passage before they head down the stairs.