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Caveman wrote:
'The magic is gone, a gift from the passing entity,' he thinks, 'still, this object could be important. Perhaps it has something to do with the key?' He also wonders how the ring on his hand is functioning.
He moves back to the location he had crouched before, and casts detect magic on the pin, the ring, then he tries again to direct the searching magic at the portal. Perhaps the magic of the pin and the portal were similar?
The incantation leaves his lips and Narrhil's wand shimmerlights.
Narrhil's ring shimmerlights.
Shimmerlight seeps from Narrhil's pack.
The worm shimmerlights.
And the withered corpse shimmerlights.
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Narrhil examines the withered corpse first, 'what was making it glow?'
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Narrhil peels what's left of the decayed robes away. The once taut rawhide skin has begun to lose its shape and a rapid decay, long postponed, has begun, long pieces falling away in chunks from the hardened bone beneath, the once crystalized blood in the crisp skin now flaking away like soured black goo.
The shimmerlight doesn't focus on anything specific, Narrhil believes the entire man radiates the magic.