Inaill Icoryk, hunter of artifacts, hefted the scrying stone with one fist, peering into the gloom of Nektulos Forest . The grey, gauzy haze made finding evidence of the artifacts more difficult. Difficult, but not impossible. There! Inaill's tail twitched slightly as he made his calculations before moving toward the shimmering rainbow undulating over the forest floor. The stone quivered slightly in Inaill's hand before crumbling into dust. Inaill nodded, gathering yet another artifact to add to his store of valuables. "You mean things that aren't there?" Hennah's eyes widened. "Perhaps."