The candle burnt lower now, an empty plate with not even enough scraps for the mice lay on the side of the table. The pages kept turning. The man's face was furrowed in concentration. The page turned again. His eyes widened slightly and a bit of excitement shone through his eyes.
"Yes. . . yes this and here. . . excellent" he scribbled a few notes into the margins of the book, referencing locations and shapes.
He calmed himself and gathered his focus. A few strokes of a rune, another rune intersecting. A whispered word of power. He focused seeing outside, on being able to look around the town as though a bug on the wind. He needed to explore and see if there were threats around him. Then with a rush of energy he felt his minds eye expand. spontaneous magic (Perceive/Air - 1/1/2) (with 1 shifts)
