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Talia turns to her superior; "Well, he's telling the truth. At least a little bit. I definitely noticed a strong enchantment emanating from that pile over there. The stuff is probably triggered to make you obsess over it, to kill for it. Look how he's stacked them all up there, and incorporated the bodies of the guards into it. It's like...a hoard. I think whoever this Fleskar is, we'll be able to charge him with a number of things, including the illegal acquisition and malicious use of dragon's blood. It's just a hunch, but you know me and my gut."

The half-elf strides over to the others, her eyes still glowing under the effects of her detect spell. She focuses on Byron for a brief moment before speaking up.

"There's definitely a protection spell on him right now. I can't see what else is active, because it's suppressing the other effects. You say it's an enchantment? That would make sense. What else can you tell me?"

Setting about to her duties as soon as she enters the room, the half-elf begins the mutterings of a spell. The twins' keen senses and skills in the arcane arts reveal the relatively mundane application of a detect magic cantrip.

Her eyes glowing brightly, she begins to scan the room, concentrating on the twins, on the ring, and on Byron before her eyes are drawn to the heap of chests and antique furniture. Walking over to it, her eyes widen as she begins to process the magical power emanating from it. She begins scribbling notes down in her notepad, barely looking down to watch her hand.