"Umm... I see a flickering, unstable magical aura coming from your ring. Like a spell that was only partially completed..." She reaches out, and slim cloud-colored fingers trace along your palm. "I see two different kinds of magic that radiate from your very skin... but those are the same two that run through your entire body. One of the First World, one of our own..."<br/><br/>Unconsciously, she takes your hands in her own and turns them over, leaning close so that her eyes can see you better.<br/><br/>"Aside from that, you I see no auras that begin at your hands."<br/><br/>The glow fades from her eyes, and she shakes her head.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry... Perhaps if I were better trained, I would be able to provide you with useable answers."