Edvan and Quinn gave Lola and the rest room, and sought something to do in the awkwardness of the moment. Edvan settled for playing a haunting melody while Quinn and Erin stayed inside and worked the hinges of the lock. The dwarven chest was quite old, yet well built and not easily taken apart. At one point while the two grasped the chest they activated the poison needle once more while each of their hands were only a few inches away. Erin and Quinn looked aghast for a brief moment, then shrugged their shoulders and went back to work. Nearly an hour and four sweaty eyebrows later, the twosome popped the top of the chest off revealing five vials of a strange liquid, numerous small sapphires, and one very large green gem.
The green gem was claimed readily by Erin. "Great work! The rest is yours," the man said. Erin's otherwise kind face turned somewhat malicious as he held the odd gem to the lantern light and his thoughts dwelt on private, dark things. The gem seemed made of glass, but it sparkled slightly in the light and was very long, very thin, and of beautiful and unnatural symmetry. No crystal grew like that, but it was hard to imagine an artisan that could have carved such an emerald or blown such a piece of glass.
Erin excused himself and suggested, "I would seek Apthon the Gaudy when it comes time to sell the sapphires. He should run you a good price while respecting your discretion." With that Erin nodded at the group, winked at Edvan, then was gone down the street whistling a strange, but happy tune.
Edvan
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You recognize the tune. It's from your old home and is comes from a bawdy song about a man who ruins his neighbors life after he finds that the neighbor has cheated him. The tune is cheerful, yet the words quite disturbing. There are several versions of the song and various offenses conducted. It was quite popular...
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