The low pedestal gleams an alabaster white, shadows playing across it's fluted column.
This stone altar is marked with a defaced symbol of Cyric, the Prince of Lies, and hums with energy as you approach. Flashes of light are visible through myriad cracks across its surface, suggesting that is is barely containing whatever necromantic forces are focussed within. Whoever created it should have chosen a more sturdy vessel for the power they wished to collect. It would not take much to shatter the stressed container.