Thanks. I left that stuff pretty open. Best that way to fit the outcome into the campaign, and to fit the Imp to the party.
There's an interesting side-plot there, what if it promises wealth and then discovers it can't break out? A trip to see a practitioner of the dark arts, maybe? Perhaps one of the old cult leaders still lives, or is unliving? Go to Comment
The Wizard-Brewers of the Old Empire stored memories in bottles of mead, passing their brightest ideas, most subtle magics, and most important decisions on to their heirs in bottles of oddly-flavored honey-wine. A cache of these ancient magical vintages has been unearthed, but does anyone dare drink from it? The ancient mead's creator is a complete mystery, as are the thoughts he left behind.