Hawke contemplated summoning some fire for a little light but he was worried it would catch the cobwebs and burn everything down. There was a distinctive smokey smell to the place that spoke of fire a long time ago. Inside it was strong enough for him to smell even with his weak human nose.
"Would you look at this..." There were a few things that stood out right away. There was a cauldron hanging over a fire bit, bottles of strange liquids on shelves and a strangely large oven. "I think we've found an apostate's house. Some sort of magic, at least. There are lingering traces of it here."
He touched the rim of the cauldron where he could feel the strongest sense of it. Potions of some kind where made there. He couldn't tell what but he could sense that much. "Wonder what else I can find here."