For a moment Quinn thought it was his head spinning because of the alcohol, but then he realized he hadn't even sipped the beer he had just opened. No this wasn't an alcohol induced hallucination, but something else.
He reached out with his awareness and felt the ripples in the magical energies. Something big was happening.
Quinn sat down on the floor and closed his eyes. His astral form separated from his body and he started to follow the ripples back to the source.
His trip took him to England. He stopped when he saw the smoldering ruins of Braddock Manor. While it wasn't his Braddock Manor, it still hit close to home. Quinn flew back to his body.
Once he was back in his body, he teleported to Braddock Manor. He would find out who did this.
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