The haphazardly placed staff goes to Herian's hand and... well, not much happens, really. Whoever once owned this weapon, they're most certainly not around now.
From where the weapons had been propped up the closet thing nearby happens to be the table. The candle on it is still burning rather strongly, and she's probably close enough to see that there seems to be some scraps of parchment scattered across the surface.
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From where the weapons had been propped up the closet thing nearby happens to be the table. The candle on it is still burning rather strongly, and she's probably close enough to see that there seems to be some scraps of parchment scattered across the surface.