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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 3141949" data-attributes="member: 11520">Hairy Feet"I can do more than tell you about them," he says looking around conspiritorially. He draws out a small bag attached to a stout watch chain within his coat. Releasing the cunning clasp he passes over the little blue bag of some some soft but stout material. Within the bag is a chain. "It isn't really a proper setting, just something to hold the stones for safety." The chain is light but clearly very strong. On its lenght are 6 unusually large black pearls of a beautiful luster. "I have quite a number of lesser pearls, but those my dear Captain are worthy of a place among the Imperial Crown Jewels."   Michael feels a sense of coolness come over him in the warm stuffy resturant as he handles these fine stones. They carry within a sense of peace that is hard to nail down. The calmness of an uninhabited white beach at sunset with the waves gently lapping over one is the best comparison he can make. A quick extention of his warlock powers reveals no magic as he understands it within the stones. Perhaps the perfection of these stones somehow touches on the true song. They might make excellent vessels for enchantment. OOC: Michael's sense motive check earlier suggests that the halfling wants to make a profit, but that he is also concerned about his reputation as having the best and most difficult to obtain goods.</blockquote>