>>6338415You can smell the aroma of wizardly magic on the remains, similar to the stench you've caught on the toothed plants and the undead creatures you have fought in the past -- but this magical aroma is not sour or bitter. Interesting. Perhaps the magics this individual wielded were harmonious with nature?
Sabina runs up after the two of you, leaving your brother by himself to enjoy the warmth of this newly discovered fire. She gasps, "A witch!"
Arne presses his lips together, making a face. "Or a wizard, maybe? Look, that must have been his magic book," he points. "At the very least, we can sell it! There's always people in the market buying oddities, aren't they?"
The young woman shakes her head. "I don't want to be cursed by a dead witch! What it turns you into a witch?" She shudders at the thought.
Arne sighs. "Wizard. They're different. Wizards are good and witches are bad. Right?" The boy looks at you for clarification.
"Don't ask me! I'm neither of those things... Whatever it is, it's dead now." You consider what to do next.
>Allow Arne to take the spellbook. The kids could use the money anyways.>You agree with Sabina. Wizardry, witchery, it's all the same. Far too dangerous to trifle with. Leave it alone.>Take the spellbook and hold on to it yourself. You'll decide what to do with it later. All you know is that young humans can't be trusted with something like this. 