A shrine? Ah - A place of worship...Was what Delphine knew a 'shrine' to be. But it certainly didn't<em>feel</em>like one...Something the lovely spirit would've mentioned, though she knew Harlan had come to the same conclusion, first! It lacked the air of numinous grace, of<em>sanctity</em>that she'd usually associate with a place like this...<br/><br/>But, as her keen gaze settled on the rag, the faint smell filling the air...Something told her this was *more* than just an abandoned temple. She could *feel* the presence of vice, like a breeze against her skin - Greasy yet somehow alluring, all at once!<br/><br/><em>Guidance...</em><br/><br/>A deep breath drew power from deep within - Slim fingers curling around her staff, with a dancer's easy grace. "Very well, Harlan," she whispered...A faint glow limning her form, gathering in astral tracers - Dancing along the staff's length!<br/><br/>"By the power that dwells within me...Let our eyes behold the truth!"<br/><br/>Some of her radiance was drawn away, as she swept her sceptre in a blessing - A radiance issuing from beneath her blindfold, mirrored by the light that momentarily glowed in Harlan's eyes! A spell of glimpsing the unseen...For whatever might be lurking in this place!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spirit Roll!</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Energy Use: <strong>1</strong><br/><br/>Remaining: <strong>5/6</strong><br/><br/>Target Number: 5<br/><br/>Roll(2d6)+0:<br/>4,6,+0<br/>Total:10<br/></div></div>