Sulannus catches Bartlesby's vibe and sighs. "Oh all right...we can check the shield. But we shouldn't touch it."
She casts a spell, and a ghostly hand wreathed in pale flames appears in midair. It dips down to grasp the shield's edge and tug it gently away so that the source of light can be discerned.
(OOC - A little Mage Hand fun. Sorry, Bartlesby...she's got some growin' up to do.
That said, grabbing stuff off the grave-robber cursing body probably isn't wise regardless.
)
She casts a spell, and a ghostly hand wreathed in pale flames appears in midair. It dips down to grasp the shield's edge and tug it gently away so that the source of light can be discerned.
(OOC - A little Mage Hand fun. Sorry, Bartlesby...she's got some growin' up to do.

