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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 4236930" data-attributes="member: 11520">Fredrick takes the hunting knife/dagger from Radoon, careful not to actually touch it with his hand but using a thick cloth not unlike what a cook might use to handle a hot pot. He puts a jewelers' loup to his eye and uses it as well. Then he takes out some fine dust and sprinkles it over the blade watching carefully. Finally he incants briefly over the dagger on his desk. "Ah a very impressive example. Not cursed that I can tell, so much the better for you. I would say it is authentic. There are copies floating around. There is some market for such things among orcs who value quality hunting knives very highly. Anyway, I don't think you need fear a curse from this one. I could detect no taint of necromany or evil on it. Though it is imbued with the frosty spirit of the north." He lays the dagger on the corner of his desk and continues talking apparently unaware that Radoon has wandered to the sideboard. The bottles are ornate cut crystal. They bear no labels and are opaic making it difficult to decern what they might contain. They are tightly sealed suggesting that whatever spirit they might contain is well preserved. There are three bottles in total and each is of a different size and shape. One has three sides and is tall and slim. One is squat and round. The third is square and of middling height between the others.</blockquote>