"Justicia, in her wisdo..." Father Beacom started spout just as the magical darkness blacked out the light of the candle and plunged the basement into complete darkness for a few moments.  

[i]The distraction bought Felmer enough time to crack open one crate and find that it contained a hand trowel, twine, and other tools one might need for gardening or tending flowers on graves.[/i]

When the light returned, Father Beacom's eyes swept the chamber, looking for the drow.  Not finding him, he looked at Rockmar & Cedric.  "Beware of the company you keep," he warned them, then predicted "Using magic and trickery to cover his exit and his identity will not be the end of his deceit."   

And to Felmer, "What changed is that the end times are here.  There is precious little time to seek salvation through Justicia."