Jalon runs his fingers over the bracer lightly, examining its surface.
'Hmm.. this is obviously a relic of some religious significance. At a glance I don't recognise the first group of icons, but the other symbol is the sacred sign of the martyr god, Ilmater.'
Jalon holds the bracer up to his wrist, comparing it with the size of his gauntlet.
'And strangely, it seems awefully small - possibly it was worn by someone of lesser stature, an elf or halfling, perhaps? Hmm... I won't know more about this until I can return to the tomes in my order's library, but thus far the item has intrigued me. It seems either quite old, or possibly simply treated poorly. It seems certain that the original owner was suffering and oppressed, hence their taking solace in the hands of Imater. I simply hope that he guided them to a brighter fate than at the bottom of a pit...'
Jalon hangs his head for a moment at the thought of the original owner's suffering, before returning to his diatribe that the less-attentive party members have no doubt shown no interest in.
'In any case, I hope you understand I should watch over this artifact until we return to the serface, to return it to a temple of Ilmater, or at least to study its origins a little more thoroughly.'
Assuming no objections, Jalon carefully stows the bracer in his backpack.