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'Could be a well or a cart,' ponders Narrhil, he took note of the location and planned to investigate as soon as he felt better. He casts detect magic once more, and wanders the temple main, the kitchen and down into cellar and domed chamber.
[He taking his time, so if first spell ends, he will cast the other Detect Magic. I know I done this before, but he might have been rushing, so this time he examining every corner...]
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In the chapel, The ring on Narrhil's finger begins to shimmerlight. The wand in his hand too.
All of the ice daggers with the glowing dots of violet cyanish. light stuck into the front doors do the same.
As does the melted harp in the corner.
Light shimmers from within Narrhil's pack.
The kitchen, the steps within the wall, the cellar are bare.
In the dome, the worm and the withered corpse both shimmer.