As Nim's magical light illuminated the cave, the party became aware that it was strangely empty; there were no signs of habitation by the bandits at all. The room was indeed small: a natural cave only 40 feet deep. On the far end of the cave stood curious object, however: against the natural cave wall a raised half-well rested, and erupting out from the stone itself was an upper-body bust of a naked female, not dissimilar in style to those found at the fore of a large ship. The body was thin, spindly and somewhat inhuman, though, and the head was a creepy amalgamation of woman and mosquito. Its insectoid eyes gleamed as though made of mirrors, and a large proboscis jutted out from where her mouth should be, the tip of it resting in the bottom of the shallow well. The well itself was empty, the inner walls stained with streaks of crimson. Along the outer wall of the well, odd symbols and scrawlings were etched in a message.
The statue appeared to have been grown out of the stone itself, rather than carved or chiseled by human hands, and the entire thing had an feeling of incredible age to it.
The buzzing sound within everyone's heads appeared to be coming from the presence of this altar; and the closer they got, the louder it became. The room was otherwise devoid of anything. All was still.