Ertai - Senses magic in artifact

Hanna handed me the stone. “Identify this.”

“It’s a rock,” I said, looking at it. “And not even a clean one.” I handed it back to her.

She frowned. “Nothing special about it?”

I had detected some spectral flow, some energetic flux in the stone, but nothing remarkable. It might be used to power an artifact, I supposed, but as artifacts were beneath my notice, I shook my head. “It doesn’t interest me at all.”

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Rath and Storm - Ertai's Tale