Izroth detected an unusual flow around the flat stone where the Imp of Dreams sat.
Of course, Izroth inspected the flat stone earlier with his Deep Insight; however, he received the same message as he did for all the things in this place—this object does not belong to its current world.
'Is there a secret hidden in this stone that I missed?'
Izroth flat stone did not seem unique or out of place. Furthermore, there was no special energy that encompassed or flowed through it.
'One cannot always trust what their eyes show them. There is something strange about that stone.'
The Imp of Dreams had not moved from the flat stone since Izroth appeared. In fact, the only thing the creature did was glance at Izroth upon his entry into the room. After that, it seemed to completely ignore his existence altogether.
'Let's see how far it can go, shall we?'